- I enjoyed dear friends and their growing collection of fiancés, spouses, and children.
- I watched about eight different movies.
- I had a picnic where the James River meets the Blue Ridge Mountains.
- I drove along the Blue Ridge Parkway.
- I went to mass in downtown Lynchburg and had dinner with a priest afterwards.
- I salsa danced on the outdoor patio of a Peruvian restaurant with an old friend.
- I listened to a friend read a children’s book aloud against the music of the evening rain while I smoked my pipe.
- I let myself buy two new CDs.
- I painted three different watercolor paintings.
- I walked a mile barefoot along railroad tracks.
- I took a nap beside the James River.
- I got a tour of a soon-to-be-renovated 100-year-old theater.
- I took my grandmother out for dinner and breakfast.
- I let my cousins take me out for some nocturnal festivities at their favorite bar, succeeding at being on the winning team of the arcade game and at managing the drinks they bought me without a hangover the next day.
- I played a round of Frisbee golf.
- I ate seafood at a restaurant on the beach.
- I stuck my toes in the ocean.
- I marveled at the stars over the darkness of the no-man’s-land on the way home.
My middle name happens to mean “grace.” Last week was a bold (for me) seizure of grace for the doer, grace to love the world and the people that God gives us like wrapped presents which require our attention to unwrap. The God who set up Sabbaths of days and weeks and years, who gave Sabbaths to his people and their slaves and their animals and even their land, is by no means stingy to us. This is true cause for Jubilee; it is the Gospel, and it is good news to a doer like me.
Indeed, I don’t mean to take Scripture too far out of context, but it is interesting to me that the author of Hebrews connects the new covenant God makes in Christ to rest. The climax of history has come, “the promise of entering his rest still stands” (Heb. 4:1), and “there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God” (Heb. 4:9). “Let us therefore strive to enter that rest” (Heb 4:11), the author exhorts us. For me, it is a bold exhortation.