luxury.

I have four minutes before I should walking out my door for work. That means I have four minutes to enjoy luxury. Luxury of what? I could sit in silence. I could read for a few minutes. I have chosen to write about absolutely nothing. I have four--two--minutes of Sabbath. And Lord knows I need them and will enjoy them.
Sabbath has been on my mind lately; wondering when or if I'll ever make myself have one. It's the commandment that God spent the most words explaining in his Covenant with us. It's the one things we've struggled with since the Fall: How do we not do anything? Of course that's not the point of Sabbath. It's, to me, a day to reflect, a day to unproductive, but that doesn't always mean doing nothing. The greatest moments where I'm reeling in what God is doing and reflecting and relaxing are among people. Among God's people.
I've come to understand Sabbath, not a luxury but a commandment, is a luxury only because we've never done it. And I'm convinced it goes beyond just relaxing. I can enjoy Sabbath at a movie, or enjoying food and fellowship, or recording music, or doing this blog.
And I'm two minutes overtime, just when I might have had something to say. See? Work always wins.