I remember when you couldn’t go shopping on Sundays. Doesn’t that date me?! There is a new generation that doesn’t know a world where stores are closed one day a week. I remember when Easter was an extra long weekend – Good Friday AND Easter Monday were both holidays. But I have noticed that very few stores have altered their hours for this weekend.
Now before anyone reacts – this is not a religious diatribe. It is not. This is not about religion – this is about how we live our lives.
Less “sophisticated” cultures throughout history have always had feast days and days of remembrance. They participated in traditions and days that were set aside for reflection AND celebration. There was anticipation and preparation. Routine was ignored and, collectively, thoughts turned to something that was greater than the “everyday.”
My thoughts began today by reflecting on the traditions of my faith – Easter gives me an opportunity to celebrate the tenets of my beliefs. But not everyone shares my spiritual path … this is not about preaching. This is about how we live our lives. How do we separate out of the noise of life to reflect or experience joy?
How much time – days, hours, minutes – do we “set apart?” In the midst of daily demands – do we take time to be quiet, to be still, to reflect on deeper meanings and higher calls? Collectively and individually, do we take time to listen? Do we have time and space in the rush of life to hear the still small voice that is in each one of us? I am using the word WE, but I mean ME. This is about how I find peace, and LIVE in a state of peace.
I have a picture sitting on my desk that reads –
Be still … eventually the silence will sing for you.
God speaks to me in the stillness. It is only in the quiet that my heart has learned the words it has longed to sing.
Wherever you are in your journey – or whatever your spiritual path – celebrate a HOLY DAY. Step out of the busy-ness of life and find time to be still and quiet. Sit apart, and be SET apart. Take time … and find joy in it.