Sabbath is a Blessing |a Poem ©️Dawn Minott

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

The Sabbath rises with the setting sun
Whispering rest into the restless
Calling the hurried world to stillness
Never a burden, but a breath—
A pause written into creation’s rhythm
A covenant carved in time
A gift wrapped in intention, divine

Before nations had borders
Before laws were chiseled in stone
Before toil bent the backs of laborers—
Sabbath was
God blessed the seventh day
Not for one people
Not for one tribe
But for all who bear His image
For all all who crave intimacy with the Divine

It is the hush after the storm
It is the table set with bread and wine
It is the gathering of hearts around sacred space
It is
a call to cease,
a call to worship,
a call to remember—
We are not the sum of our labor
not the weight of our worries
not bound to endless striving

The Sabbath is mercy unfolding
Healing hands extending—
the hungry fed,
the weary restored,
the broken made whole
It was never meant for idleness—
but for goodness,
for justice,
for love

God, the Author of time wove rest into its fabric
A holy refrain between the days
A reminder that He is the source,
that we are His,
that the world turns not by our hands,
but by His will

So, let the thirsty drink deeply of its blessings
The weary find rest in its embrace
The seeking surrender to its sacred peace
Come O Sabbath day of rest
Be a healing balm for every soul

Shabbat Shalom.

I pray you find the divine gift, the covenant of peace, and the sacred rhythm of Sabbath calling you to restoration, justice, and peace.

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In creative solidarity, Dee

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