This week, I will be working with a text in Scripture that deals with the concept of rest, work, healing and the Sabbath (Mark 2:23 – 3:6). I am still mulling the various threads of the reading over in my mind, but I walk away from my first impressions of the text with a core conviction that we, as human beings, know little to nothing of rest. As a result, we know neither healing nor the holiness of the sabbath, the true Sabbath intended by God in which we and the world rest in the contentment that we simply are, and that it is good. What would our lives be if we were to rest content, even for a day, in the knowledge that we have been given being? Form? That we contain within ourselves the very breath of life?
I will continue to ponder such things, but I leave you with the work of one who hints at what this looks like: