Another week has come and gone. My husband and I spent the weekend at my mother's home in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. The weather spit out a slight threat, causing us a bit of trepidation about making the trip, but in the end, there was absolutely no weather-related issues at all. When Bill came home from work on Thursday with a bad sore throat and the beginnings of a cold that progressed steadily throughout the night, I almost made a solo trip. By Friday morning, I was feeling the affects of all of the sharing we do, and had to keep my own hankie close by.
By Saturday, however, we were both feeling pretty good. How'd we get over the sore throat and cold so quickly? Vinegar, of course! (Just in case you'd like to try it -- I just make a 50/50 mixture of honey and organic raw unfiltered apple cider vinegar and take a tablespoon every hour or so -- it works wonders!).
Being at my mom's for the weekend kind of messed up the whole idea of the Sabbath. I did some work for her on Saturday and Sunday and spent a little bit (and I stress little bit) of time on the computer. I am so grateful that my mother decided to get wireless Internet in her house so I don't have to traipse around town looking for a WiFi spot!
But, other than checking my email, I really didn't do anything work-related since Friday morning.
However, I admit I did not set aside an entire day over the weekend to observe the Sabbath. I didn't even go to church. But I did spend most of the last three days playing cards and Bananagrams with my mom, who turned 84 on Friday and can still play a mean game of Pinochle and give me some good competition when it comes to word games. That was, for the most part, restful. And on Saturday night, Bill and I went out to a local restaurant at 10:00 to have drinks with my best friend and her husband. Dawn and I met nearly 50 years ago and have been best friends ever since! So getting together with her whenever I visit my mom is a must. Dawn is like a balm in Gilead to my soul, so I am indeed refreshed, just by the very presence of her in my life.
You know, sometimes, our plans have to be adjusted according to circumstances. That is just the way it goes, and it's important we don't beat ourselves up over it. After all, there is always next week!
Trying to keep it restful on the Sabbath,
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