{"id":370,"date":"2022-03-17T00:50:22","date_gmt":"2022-03-17T00:50:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theartofprayer.space\/?p=370"},"modified":"2022-03-17T00:50:25","modified_gmt":"2022-03-17T00:50:25","slug":"sabbath-a-cathedral-in-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theartofprayer.space\/index.php\/2022\/03\/17\/sabbath-a-cathedral-in-time\/","title":{"rendered":"Sabbath- a Cathedral in Time"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Sabbath&#8211; the word takes me gently by the hand and leads me away&#8211;away from the clutter of a half-done to-do list; away from the clamorous &#8220;musts&#8221; and &#8220;shoulds&#8221; of phone calls, emails, and other social demands; away from the guilt-tinged drive to make myself better; even away from the internal pressure to make the most of my &#8220;free&#8221; time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As I step away from the things that hem me in, my breath comes deeper and slower, my shoulders relax and I stand straighter, no longer pressed down. My soul simultaneously sits quietly and dances exuberantly, sings with joy and listens for a still small voice. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I&#8217;ve heard the Sabbath described as a cathedral in time, separate from the demands of the material world. I think of it as a Narnia-like cathedral, where I step through the open door into an unexpectedly large, open space. A space made of time, yet without time. The Sabbath opens and later closes at the threshold of that cathedral door; on the other side there is no clock or calendar, just an expanse of present, a time and place to be. Present with God, present with myself, present and whole, undivided by minutes and hours and obligations. 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As I step away from the things that hem me in, my breath comes deeper and slower, my shoulders relax and I stand straighter, no longer pressed down. My soul simultaneously sits quietly and dances exuberantly, sings with joy and listens for a still small voice. I&#8217;ve heard the Sabbath described as a cathedral in time, separate from the demands of the material world. I think of it as a Narnia-like cathedral, where I step through the open door into an unexpectedly large, open space. A space made of time, yet without time. The Sabbath opens and later closes at the threshold of that cathedral door; on the other side there is no clock or calendar, just an expanse of present, a time and place to be. Present with God, present with myself, present and whole, undivided by minutes and hours and obligations. 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