A Restful Day

Sundays are a Restful Day on the Farm. It has to be that way, because the other six are so busy. There’s always something to be cooked, picked, or washed, clothes to be folded or animals to be cared for, and weeds–don’t get me started on all those sneaky, come-back-to-life-after-you-pull-them-weeds!

After doing all of that, it starts to feel like there’s not much point to any of it. And then comes Sunday. On the Farm, they call it Sunday Funday, because each and every soul there does exactly that: have fun. And it looks different to each one. You’ll find Hannah drawing or sewing a thing or two. Jacob will be playing a game on the computer (the Farmer may join him now and again), and the Farmer’s Wife often looses herself in a book that’s been sitting on the shelf since last Sunday Funday. Or they watch a movie together. Or go for a hike. Or the Farmer’s Wife makes that very complex recipe she just doesn’t have time to make the rest of the week. Yes, it’s still cooking, but it’s cooking that feeds her soul.

It’s that very idea that brought Sunday Funday about. Feeding your soul. And a soul doesn’t get full by itself. It needs to be an active thing, a thought-out-thing. It needs to be a thing rooted and branched in God, the Maker of those very souls getting fed. After all–He’s the one who came up with this whole day of rest thing in the first place! You thought it was the Farmer?! Nah, he just knows a good idea when he sees it.

Here’s what it looks like on the Farm (in case you want to try it for yourself). The sun comes up and it finds the Farmer with his Wife, going for a walk about the yard, steaming cups of coffee in hand. Talking about life. The week. The Farm. God. Once time gets on a bit, they head inside and get ready for Church. A sleepy-head or two may need to be woken, but not usually. Usually both are up and getting ready themselves.

Church is gone to and God is worshiped. Friends are loved on and the Farmer and his family are loved on in return.

Breakfast is had and had well. Sometimes with family, and sometimes just themselves. Sometimes on the Farm, and sometimes out of it.

All of this takes up the morning. The afternoon is where each goes their own way and does their own thing, coming back together in the evening for a quiet night, each with each other. That’s where the movie comes in, or maybe, if the Farmer’s Wife is very good at persuasion, a board game.

It’s a day to look forward to when the week gets long. It’s a day to fully live.

Life Lesson: Go to God when you are worn out and He will give you rest.