The Seventh Day

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Early in the Bible, it is stated, "So God blessed the seventh day and hallowed it, because on it God rested from all his work which he had done." Thus, a seven day week was established. But for over 2000 years we have had contrasting opinions as to whether His day of rest fell on our Saturday or Sunday.

And now as western world calendars show Saturday as the seventh day of the week, we all go about our business, marching along with the rest of the ducks and never questioning why.

For me, regardless of what the calendar says, Sunday has always been my day of rest. It has always been that way. Sunday was the time to share with God, family and friends. It was the day to go to church, take a drive, or to share a picnic with those you love. It was a time to take a nap, play a game, and drink your last beer so you would be ready to start the work week Monday morning.

There were no gas stations, dime stores or car lots open for business. Dinner was served early and friends just dropped by for a visit. We couldn't wait to watch the Sunday Night Movie or watch the Ed Sullivan Show as a family before going to bed.

The Day of Rest is different today. 24 hour restaurants, Costco, and casinos are packed. Freeways are clogged. Lawn moweres scream, and air compressors pollute the tranquility. Super Bowls and airports disturb the peace.

Still, Sundays are special to me. I love Sundays even more than ever. But my kind of Sundays seem to be odd there days.
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