There have been many days I have wondered if I would have to wait until my final days to actually rest in peace. There always seems like there is so much to do, so much to experience and not wanting to miss a minute of it.
Yesterday, I was afforded with rare opportunity to take a true day of rest. Sabbath if you will. My family was in Bristol, VA visiting my in-laws and I intentionally had no agenda for the day. I stayed cocooned in the covers until 9 AM. After a shower, I rolled over to Barnes & Nobles and read while drinking my grande Pikes. The closest thing to work was digging under the seat in the car to scratch together the change needed to pay for the coffee.
The day was beautiful, so I took my book with me on a walk and found a tree to sit under and read, while enjoying the sun. If you have not figured it out, my favorite way to relax is with a book.
Don't get me wrong, a day with my family is better than any day alone, but in a fast paced world we seem to have forgotten the need to truly rest. There was a day when working on "the sabbath" was punishable by death. Maybe thats what it takes to learn to "rest in peace."
If you had a "free" day, what would you do with it?