“Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy.” I looked forward to Sundays. We did church on Saturday nights for the most part when I was growing up. If it wasn’t the 5:00pm mass, then Dad and I would attend the first Sunday morning mass. But Sundays were generally slower. I didn’t have the plethora of sports that are rampant today. I even remember the local grocery store closing at noon on Sundays! But after mom passed away, Dad and I developed this routine called the “Sunday go meeting car.” We would use mom’s 1987 Red Plymouth Reliant for special adventures on Sundays. Most of the time it was a drive to find a new ice cream parlor to test out their chocolate malts. Sometimes we would safely follow police or fire trucks on the way to an emergency call. The time was special, though. It was almost as if time stopped itself. I think in his own sort of way Dad was teaching me how to Sabbath.
Fast forward some almost 30 years to today. Life is fast paced and constantly getting faster. We are on the go all the time. And as Ferris Bueller reminded us so famously, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” Our addiction to sports, social media, and our phones/tablets keeps proving this point. Thinking of a “stop day” or Sabbath day seems so out of date let alone unrealistic. And many of us Americans don’t want to use vacation time because we are worried of the work load waiting upon our return. We are working longer, faster and harder than ever before. Thanks to the pandemic, many of us can simply log on anytime and tend to our work. It’s never ending. And I wonder what are we sacrificing or giving over because of our need to constantly be doing something.