Welcome to the finale of our series on liturgical life. To everyone just joining us, we’re so glad you made it – and don’t worry, there’s no need to play catch up. This post stands all on it’s own. But I hope you’ll be intrigued enough to take a peek at what we’ve all been up to these past couple weeks: (1), (2), (3), (4).
“By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work.”
– Genesis 2:2
In college, I worked as the resident gentile for our campus Hillel Center (the Jewish equivalent of a Newman Center). As the only non-Jew on staff, I attended Friday night Shabbat services, helped serve the food at dinner, washed dishes, turned off lights and locked up afterward – in general, any task that was prohibited for my Jewish co-workers on the Sabbath.
It may seem weird, since I was the one person doing all the work, but I loved Friday nights. I had never experienced anything like Sabbath at the Hillel. Sure, there were a lot of things my Jewish friends and colleagues couldn’t do on Friday nights, but by saying no to the busyness and work of university life for just one day, they gained something infinitely better: peace, connection, and a whole lot of joy!
We live in a world of YES.
A world of endless choice and boundless opportunity. Technology has given us the power to defy darkness, distance, and even sometimes death. We are, with very few exceptions, limitless. But there is a flip-side to this shiny coin of possibility: exhaustion, overwhelm, and a sense of malaise. Where anything is possible, can anything be special? (more…)