Remember the sabbath day, and keep it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work. But the seventh day is a sabbath to the Lord your God; you shall not do any work—you, your son or your daughter, your male or female slave, your livestock, or the alien resident in your towns. For in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them, but rested the seventh day; therefore the Lord blessed the sabbath day and consecrated it.

– Exodus 20:8-11

It is Sundays like these that I’m thankful for the Sabbath rule I set for myself. Inspired by Archie’s desire to “claim back the Sabbath”, I decided that I would abstain from school work on Sundays. It’s one of the best personal decisions I’ve made recently.

Today, I woke up for mass, had a rather efficient TWINE meeting, ate popiah and had a cool session. Attended a wake. Had dinner with the family. Then went for badminton. Let’s pause a while to gush a little because I missed badminton and because nothing really beats the awesomeness of physical fun after days of braindrain. Drafted an admin email. And blog-prayed.

It is tempting to carve out an exception to the rule when the deadlines all come rushing in; but I am reminded that a bulwark against the hecticness of the rat race is precisely what the Sabbath is intended for. Ah but it’s 12.16am. The night is ending and the (hell)week(s) is starting.

And, here. We. Go.



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About Mel

I dreamt I was a whale.