I’m still thinking about a Sabbath rest, wondering what it means for us today, how we can implement it in our lives.

As I was writing my post Monday, the thought crossed my mind that the way I spent this past Sunday seemed pretty self-indulgent. The words, “The Sabbath is not supposed to be about me” had barely formed in my mind, when I thought of Jesus telling the Pharisees, “The Sabbath was made for man, not man for the Sabbath. So the Son of Man is Lord even of the Sabbath.”

Was Sabbath really made for me? Yes. Sabbath is not a burden God has given; it’s a blessing. But at the same time, is Jesus the Lord of my Sabbath? And how can these two things both be true?

The answer may lie in the phrase that ran through my head yesterday as I was reading many of your comments: “Be still and know that I am God.” That Sabbath was made for me because Jesus is the Lord of it.

My greatest need out of the busyness of my life must surely be a minute to stop and remember God. Perhaps this is all Sabbath is really meant to do.