It was the Sabbath before Christmas,
And all through the house…
You couldn’t find my friend on Saturdays, she wouldn’t answer the phone. We kind of heard, she was studying the Bible. Oh. Now I love the Sabbath with the Lord, it could be Sat or Sunday, or whatever day you can make it. It feels luxurious, but it’s a command. For a moment last Saturday I wondered if I had time to rest.
“Your love is extravagant” the song goes.
“So He came to Nazareth, where He had been brought up. And as His custom was, He went into the synagogue on the Sabbath day, and stood up to read.” Luke 4:16