Good Sabbath Morning!
Life is like a sandbox, an hour glass of sand swiftly passing, with a day each week to rest and reflect, to play and spend glorious times together . . .
Each week they had a special day to meet. Having such a good time together, playing and laughing, building sand castles with kings and queens and every imaginable thing.
One day she became too busy and forgot their special day. And now her bucket is too heavy and her shovel is filled with holes. Sand sifts through her fingers having no place to go!
“Don’t forget My Sabbath day of rest
Book of Exodus
My yoke is easy and my burden is light”
Book of Matthew
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