Oy vey – it has been a busy
day.
As
4:30 P.M. got closer, I was more than ready to embrace the shalom of Shabbat π
I haven’t been
home much on Fridays … usually on
the road as soon as the sleepy cobwebs clear from my eyes and thoughts – and
home just in time to light the candles and pour the wine. But with Fall/Winter
early nightfall, I’ll be {in} for the next couple of months.
This morning, I did laundry, and decided to bake bread: that hasn’t happened for a long time ... (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/11/honey-whole-wheat-bread-recipe-makes-2.html) ... I like to bake my bread on laundry day because I can set it on the warm dryer top, for a nice fluffy rise π
I also tried a new flavored
coffee; I bought it for the chocolate and caramel pictured on the package: it’s
s.t.r.o.n.g.
In between the loads of
laundry, and the bread making steps, I noticed that the light pink Christmas Cactus
I bought the other day has blossomed. I like Christmas Cactuses – I’d like
to find another apricot one; they are so pretty. I had one when we
lived on Merritt Drive, but it died (I had it hung on the window frame: it
froze to death) during the 2008 cold-snap-blizzard; and I haven’t seen
another one on the market since ☹
Enjoying the warmth of my
little cozy nest this Friday; I was walking through the rooms listening to the
quiet sounds of the washer/dryer, and smelling the delicious sweet scent of the
baking bread – and the old 1973 gospel song, “Sweet Honey in The Rock” shot
through my thoughts. And I felt blessed by everywhere my eyes lit upon.
I haven’t really
taken the time to enjoy my home
since becoming a widow the winter of 2018; but I am starting to do that now
π
Like I have said many times
in Shabbat posts – I observe the Shabbat Rest differently than most: I am a
laid-back person, living a laid-back lifestyle. I don’t get fancy with Shabbat
observances: I make time for the 24-hour rest period (meaning I shut the world’s
madness out for 24-hours: it ceases to exit for me). I light a candle (an
actual Shabbat candle, or just a scented candle; mood dictates which). I
drink 3-ounces of red wine on Friday Eve … and 3-ounces of white wine at
Shabbat close, Saturday eve.
That’s it.
Pretty simple.
These simple pleasures fit
the bill for Widow Shabbat observances π
I honor Elohei every second
of every day, all year long – since 1966, so I don’t feel the need to go all
religious to claim my share of the Shabbat relaxation and spiritual
revitalization.
For me, the 24-hour Shabbat
Rest is all about welcoming ministering angels into my home, as I fix my heart on
my Husband Yeshua’s love towards me.
And I make my little
queendom nest as cozy as possible, before sundown’s magic hour of Shabbat
Shalom sets in π
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