My order of business for the Lord’s Sabboath was to be at Peace, then I’d do some stuff. The usual way is to spend hours with the Lord, reading His word, drinking coffee, singing, praising and worshiping and writing. My co-worker nodded in agreement, not knowing how I get “It”.
Dear Jesus, You are my Fountain, when I’m dry, I look to You for Your rains, O, Lord. Let it rain, bring the rain, the latter rain.