I'm very tired today. And, because it's Sunday, I'm taking a break. Existential fatigue, I think it is. I've been going full steam for a week, getting affairs in order, and I'm just...pooped. God mandates a Day of Rest, the Sabbath, and I'm not going to argue with Him about that. He knows what He's doing.
“Six days shall work be done, but on the seventh day is a Sabbath of solemn rest, a holy convocation. You shall do no work. It is a Sabbath to the Lord in all your dwelling places. Leviticus 23:3
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