Sabbath Rest

Today’s service was great. I really love this Rabbi, he gets what community is supposed to be and is really encouraging the congregation to form that ideal. He opened the floor today for discussion so instead of a sermon, we got a lot of what was pressing on peoples hearts. I loved it, can’t wait for another service just like that one.

Without children’s service today the kids were with us. Ephraim always struggles with this, and though Dad would disagree, he handled it all right. I brought him up with me to the front to say hamotzi and he gave us all a chuckle when he ate the bread before we had finished the translation. He declined the wine though, lol.

Take the time to refuel…

And no I’m not talking about taking a spa day, or dropping the kids off with the sitter while you eat bon bons and watch soaps all day, I’m talking about the real deal the actual fuel that gets us all through the day, prayer and study.

Now, I’m the worst at this myself so I’m encouraging myself today too. As I’m about to get off my duff and turn of the computer and engage in an age old ritual of prepping for the Sabbath, I am reminded that I should start each of my days with the proper preparation of prayer and study.

As parents we can’t get so wrapped up in our children that we forget to take sustenance for ourselves.  We must eat, hydrate, exercise but we must tend to our spiritual needs foremost.

Proverbs 31:17 – She gathers her strength around her, and throws herself into her work.

How do we gather our strength, a good night’s sleep is beneficial but it will not outlast 3 major meltdowns and a scream-fest all before lunch. To draw on the strength that sustains we must turn to G-d of all creation, Exodus says that G-d is our strength and our salvation (15:2). Take a moment find a short devotional online and recharge.

I like: especially The Jewish Woman

My fav online Bible right now is They have the CJB and the NASV and you can read your choice of translation in parallel.

Shabbat Shalom!

Trying something new

So we went visiting to another congregation last night for praise and worship and oneg to follow.

Kids were all excited to go, they were excited to here the music and dance and sing. Until the bands started up, whether it was the acoustics or that we are just used to one guitar and two voices, it was loud. Ephraim imediately rolled up into a ball on the pew, Talitha bounced off to dance in the back, where it was quieter and she could watch herself in the reflection of a window. However when my NT son, turns to me and says this is a little overwhelming, I knew. I knew it was time to cut it short and head off for some chow.

Bobby and I are always down for something new, we both love to sing and a trip to Nashville filled with worship sounded awesome, in theory. Though I am not a proponent of rearranging heaven and earth so my two ASD kids don’t ever get uncomfortable, I don’t like to lead them into a meltdown scenario either. I felt bad they were so miserable and in turn didn’t get to enjoy myself either. Later my dh said he too was having a hard time enjoying it all for the same reasons.

I won’t give up trying new things, but I must say last night wasn’t high on the list of “lets do that again!”

A normal every day kinda day

After Sabbath Musings – 1/21/12

I’m not sure what to talk about this week.

This morning we had a great guest speaker at service. He brought some great ideas on how to witness to Muslims. His insight on cultural differences and perspective was enlightening.  He gave some tips on what to say to be understood within the cultural context.

Later I studied the FFOZ Torah Club Vol 6 for this weeks parsha. It was a bit of a repeat if you have read FFOZ’s Galations. I really enjoy seeing the book of Acts and Galations from a Judaic viewpoint. It really does change so much in how you interpret it.

After havdallah we cleaned up all the kids bedrooms, then had a quick dinner and dessert. The kids are all in bed now and I can’t think of a thing to write about that seems of importance.

Some days are like that…you don’t have a crazy spiritual high, you don’t have some great angst to step on your soapbox with, your children don’t meet a huge milestone, or draw all over your newly painted wall, some days are just nice, plain, pleasant, quiet (with a dash of monkey thrown in) and you know normal….guess those days are good right.