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Friday, October 9, 2025
Down at the end of one of the cul de sacs in our neighborhood is this house. On our walks, Shelley and I have noticed that its right-hand garage door is always open (at least at the times we walk). There are always two chairs there, and the garage is very full – an orange Home Depot work bucket, and a green trash bin, crowd right up against those chairs. Once in a while we see a man sitting in one of the chairs, smiling thoughtfully out into his driveway.
But this week, for the first time, I spotted the guitar. Suddenly, my heart warmed even more to whomever owns this house. Though their garage is cluttered and in need of cleaning out, this couple turns their chair-backs to the debris and face outward. And one of them – maybe the man – might park the guitar on his knee and strum a few chords.
Maybe that could be a parable of how Christians should live on this earth until Jesus comes. There’s a lot of clutter on this old planet – stuff that needs cleaning up. We should do what we can to help with this, but every once in awhile we must turn our backs, sit down and rest, and do a bit of rejoicing.
That’s the Sabbath in a nutshell, isn’t it – making weekly room for (as the hymn calls it) “A day of sweet reflection”? If you’d like to learn – or review – more about this Divinely-created day, click the link just below: