However, it also became easy to just go to work on what's as supposed to be my day off and get things done. Easily enough conversations, writing, and meeting crept in and settled. It's been a very busy spring and I needed that extra time anyway.
Now, though, it's the second Monday of summer. It was a leisurely morning of snuggling, laughing, playgrounds, and waffles. I played, I napped, I read.
I did think about work, but in a far less overwhelmed way.
Yesterday I preached on the Holy Trinity. In essence, I believe the doctrine is helpful to us in as much as it reveals the depth of God's own self and reminds us that we are not God, but we are in a privileged relationship.
Today felt like a float through that relationship. A little of this and a little of that, all shaping up to remind of the Holy One and how they save me.
It was a sabbath. And I am grateful.