Heavenly Princess

encouraging femininity

Joy to the World

Friday is the Jewish day of preparation. The final day of work before Sabbath rest.

Joy to the World , the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

When I first experienced the day of preparation – the almost frantic scurry to complete all work before the sun sets – the woman of the house commented on the eternal significance of such a day.

Joy to the World, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

sabino-canyon-sunset

As the sun slid, slowly but surely, closer to the horizon line, she drew my attention to it. I could do nothing to slow it down, and when the man of the house announced its setting, no more work could be done. Not one more dish scrubbed, not one more weed pulled, not one more sock darned.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

So it was with life, she said. Sometimes the sunset comes when we aren’t watching, but when it is announced – whether by trumpet at the King’s coming or by a quiet whisper when a saint goes home – no more work can be done. Not one more kind word, not one more good deed, not one more apology.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.

While there may be regret when the sun sets on Friday, that is soon overshadowed by peace and joy. For at the moment that he announces the end of the day of preparation, the man of the house also declares the start of the Sabbath.

Likewise, on the day that a saint sees the sun set in his own life, he will also see the dawn of a new day. And what a day of JOY it is!

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This entry was posted on December 15, 2013 by in Blog Updates, Contemplations, Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , .

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