Reset Day

Sunday Reset

/ Ed Raby Sr / Leave a comment

Happy Sol’s Day!

My daily routine is usually only interrupted by a couple things – sickness, family events, and Sol’s Day. Sunday is a time to reset things for the week to come. The routine has to be different because some things only get done on Sunday. The other thing that happens is rest. For real.

My Routine Looks something like this as far as the Sunday reset:

  1. Do Laundry – I really try to do this every week and given the number of clothes I have fits a week-long schedule, it comes out perfect.
  2. Clean the whole of where I live. The whole place gets cleaned
  3. Look at the daily routine and make adjustments.
  4. Do what I want to do. Mostly this is a hard reaction to being a pastor. Those days were a lot of work so I tend to be lazy on Sunday. Maybe a Youtube video, but that’s about it.

In the end, Sunday is far more of a day of rest than it ever was as a pastor. On the one hand, I do work which is forbidden by the Bible, on the other hand, I sit back and do nothing in reaction to how when I was a pastor the Sabbath (a debatable day) was never a day of rest to me.

Have a great day everyone.

I remain.

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher.  The Grey Wayfarer.

Skal!!!

My Sundays Now

/ Ed Raby Sr / Leave a comment

Happy Sol’s Day!

When I was a preacher, Sundays were the most important and busy days of my life. I would rise early to pray (truth needed to get my brain going), get showed, dressed, and start going over the service. It was a day to preach, teach, pray and proselytize. It was how I made my living. It was integral to my faith in the god of the Bible. It was also integral to my livelihood. So, it was usually a full day from start to finish, and especially during times I was working nights – tiring. Sleep was often non-existent. For the day of rest, I often didn’t get any rest, and it was a perpetual state of being tired.

When I walked away things changed. Suddenly, Sundays became free and open. They became restful and peaceful. I still worked at night, but I actually got sleep on Sundays, so I was ready for work the next night and not a zombie. My waking hours on Sunday were actually quite reflective and now that I have a more regular job, this is even more true.

Sundays have become my ‘reset’ button. I clean the apartment, I organize my week, I look at the week ahead and modify my routines, and I rest my mind and body. It actually is more of a day of rest than when I was a preacher. Ironic.

Sunday is important. In a far different way than was before. It’s the day I take a deep breath. It’s the day I pause the show, hit the reset button, and then move forward again. It really feels like I am walking along and then stop to get my bearings, correct course, and then keep moving.

I remain.

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher.  The Grey Wayfarer.

Skal!!!