No, that’s not how the song went….It was “Monday,Monday” wasn’t it? Be careful, dating ourselves here!
Today is a glorious Sunday on the East Coast after a spell of rainy days. Is this a busy day for you? Maybe it includes going to Church. We hope. Then to the garden center. Maybe other things. If you are lucky you might get a chance to work in your garden. Maybe. While we are not the sort who forbid any “work” or “entertainment” on this day, yet it is in our world generally lost as a day of REST. At least here at the Priory we don’t run errands and we try to have a change of pace. Try.
George Herbert has a beautiful poem called SUNDAY which begins:
“O day most calm, most bright, / The fruit of this, the next world’s bud, / th’endoresment of supreme delight, / Writ by a friend, and with his blood; / The couch of time; care’s balm and bay: / The week were dark, but for thy light: / Thy torch doth show the way.”
This is from another age, for sure. Yet the soul of the human creature needs such a day – according to the ancient Hebrew law – the need is one day a week! We need to think about this for the sake of mental and spiritual health.
“The Sundays of man’s life, / Threaded together on time’s string, / Make bracelets to adorn the wife / Of the eternal glorious King. ….This day my Savior rose, And did enclose this light for his…..Christ hath took in this piece of ground, And made a garden there….”
Of the Tomb and the Resurrection we read: “There was a garden in that place……” So, do gardening if you can, – and remember our Lord and that garden!