I think a Wendell Berry is an example of keeping the Sabbath. Every Sunday he would go for a walk around his farm and write down his thoughts as poems. They display his faith, his reflection of events and the world around him. A clamor high above
Entered the shadowed grove,
Withdrew, was still, and then
The water thrush began
The song that is a prayer,
A form made in the air,
That all who live here pray,
The Sabbath of our day.
From A Timbered Choir, pg. 58.
Thank you Mr. Berry for your example.
The Sabbath is a delight.
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