How do you rest from anxiety?

baby steps towards 'sabbath'.

‘Okay, so church then lunch, then put the baby to sleep, and do the food shop. Then go home to drop off the shop and then maybe head back out for a walk and dinner?’ I run through the Sunday to-do list with my husband as I buckle my daughter into her car seat.

Sundays are precious days, the only day when we are all together, all day.

They are my favourite days, and so rationally, they need to be full of great and productive things that we all love. (Yes, my husband actually enjoys the food shop - we go to a small independent organic food coop on the other side of town, he opts for it every week!).

Sabbath is not a word I was familiar with growing up. Apart from knowing it as one of the 10 commandments, it just wasn’t something that we practiced.

Probably because my parents and church community were mostly first-generation immigrants from other countries, and rest was a foreign, dare I say, a privileged thing in their eyes.

Or maybe because my parents were in ministry, and serving from a …