Honor Sabbath
So how have I been doing?
Honor Sabbath while Traveling
mmm, how do I honor Sabbath when traveling?
“Like a path through the forest, Sabbath creates a marker for ourselves so, if we are lost, we can find our way back to our center.”
“All life has emptiness at it’s core it is the quiet hollow reed through which the wind of God blows and makes the music that is our life.”
“According to Isaiah, Sabbath is supposed to be a delight. The Sabbath is a gift of time. We live in time; our lives are made of days and how we use the time that we’ve been given.
The Sabbath is an instruction about how to feel the rhythm of time. Our heart and lungs are a rhythm. The tides of the earth and the seasons have a rhythm. Everything alive has a rhythm, and if we fall into Sabbath rhythm, we fall into rhythm with the heartbeat of the world. When we work twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, we live like people who are at war, we live in war-time.
What’s the war about, whom are we fighting and how will we know if we’ve won?
The Sabbath intentionality is to open up a space for listening to that which is most precious, nourishing and deeply true, and letting ourselves be worked on and delighted and fed.”
I would love to hear from you with ideas about how to honor the Sabbath while traveling.
I love it that you think of road trips as mission trips. Often I think of them as pilgrimages. I think you have the better term, My word is more solitary and self centered and mission is servant oriented and looking out ward. May the Lord always be an active participant on all of our journeys!
Reading out loud is a great idea, Nancy. Last time we traveled I watched Richard Rohr on a DVD and Bill and I discussed it afterwards. so it does lead to some great conversations. My car as a sanctuary – I like that idea.
Melissa I am so glad you stopped by today and left a comment. I read your blog post. What a great experience you had. That has really inspired me to seek out some church as we travel the end of June. Thank you so much for your encouragement
A post filled with wisdom. I love that you said “talk with my husband”. So often we strong Christian women have so much spiritual stuff going on that we don’t dialog with our own husbands about matters of faith. Traveling Sabbath is a wonderful time to kick off our religious shoes and defer to our husbands for a heart to heart, thankful to God for the gift that your sweetheart is. Audiobooks are wonderful conversation starters.
We travel a lot too, Jean, and it usually involves a weekend. In my heart I treat road trips as a mission trip, knowing each venture is a gift and opportunity from God. I fully expect God to bring people into my path that He can someway bless using my hands. The Lord is an active participant of the journey.
Sometimes I’ll read out loud to my husband as he drives. When the material is inspirational, there’s something about seeing the words and hearing them that often makes the message even more meaningful. I’ll start to puddle up. And God transforms the quiet, enclosed setting of the car into a holy sanctuary, a place of Sabbath rest.
We’re not always as intentional about worship when we travel either. Although I wrote recently about a wonderful experience when we did.
http://www.maidservantsofchrist.com/detail.asp?DetailID=241&Return=bymonth.asp?Start=5/1/2013
I get so wrapped up and out of routine when traveling. Just thinking ahead that I want to take the time early before we leave – just like at home – is making the difference already. Thanks for stopping by Debbie
I still hear from one church we visited in Texas once. Love their newsletter. You have me excited now to venture into new churches on our upcoming camping trip. love your bread story too.
The main way for me to honor the Sabbath while traveling would be to spend time in His word before taking off for the day. You listed some great ways.
i actually love finding a church in other places. we’ve built some great memories that way. once we went in our baseball tournament clothes. our car was packed to the gills with all that one needs for a weekend of baseball. we looked kind of homeless, actually. a kind lady approached us and gave us BREAD. i felt…humbled. Turns out, she always has bread ready for visitors. Not just the ones who look like ragamuffins!