Because of modern culture's ardent obsession with boundless speed and productivity, as demonstrated by overpacked schedules and constant connectivity with spam e-mails, texts, and invasive phone calls, many of us have, from time to time, teetered on the treacherous brink of adrenaline overload and massive burnout.
In a recent study conducted last year by Deloitte University in Los Angeles, 77% of workers in the Los Angeles basin reported symptoms of burnout (and they were not talking about the Palisades-Altadena blazes) but instead a profound shock to their overburdened nervous systems living in an endless rat race coping with increased exploding, out of control knowledge. If these poor stressed-out souls could glom onto God's holy Sabbath, which interrupts this infernal, idiotic Daniel 12:4 rat race, requiring and mandating a full day of cessation from work, reflecting God's own rest after creation, they would find profound relief.
The hallowed, sanctified seventh day Sabbath is a stark, radical simplification (one day is non-negotiable) reserved exclusively for Almighty God and wholesome rest, not arduous, pesky mundane tasks. When we make a complete 24 hour stop, we sensibly acknowledge our puny and futile limits, trusting instead on Almighty God's provision, pushing back on the lie that only constant busyness determines true and genuine worth, a lesson which my sons and I have had much difficulty understanding and applying to ourselves.
