A Day of Restoration

Having Sunday as a day of rest often feels so different from week to week.

Last week I was alone most of the day and it was quiet and meditative. 

This week Dan and I went for a walk and chatted with several neighbors while we were out.

Miles was over with Nick, Chris came home for dinner, Marty & Lizzie showed up in the evening.

The social was every bit as welcoming today as the quiet last week.

For the last two Sundays I've enjoyed Mormon Tab Pandora all day.

But many other times, by the afternoon, classical music makes me want to scream 

and I've got to listen to something else for a dang second.

Seems like my mind and body don't need every Sunday to be exactly the same.

What if we think of Sundays not as a day of rest,

but as a day of restoration?

A day to restore our souls and minds and bodies and hearts in whatever way we need

to close out the previous week and be prepared to go in strong for the upcoming week.

Sometimes Sundays means naps, reading and TV.

Other times it's catching up on all the things we haven't gotten to lately.

Sometimes its Cowboys football and popcorn with the kids.

Often it's very busy with meetings and planning, but that can be restorative too, 

getting organized and empowered to lead.

I'm grateful for Sundays, from generally stepping back from running errands and to-do lists,

grocery shopping and working in the garage, taking a break from planning activities and organized or organizing events (although once in a while, its nice to have a Sunday to get caught up on that stuff too).

Nick catching up on rest during Zoom Stake Conference.