13 if you call the sabbath a delight
and the holy day of the Lord honorable…
14then you shall take delight in the Lord,
and I will make you ride upon the heights of the earth;
We don’t worship God on the Sabbath, we worship God for his Sabbath. The Sabbath is not a day; it’s a time. It’s not an item on the calendar; it is a reality to be lived and enjoyed. Christmas is not just a day; it is a state of mind and heart. Thanksgiving is not just a date; it is – at its best – a time of family and goodness, of bounty and welcome strangers. Sabbath is not Saturday or Sunday; it is our participation in the peace of God. It is rest, and joy, and the treasure of God’s word of peace.
Yes, there is the commandment to observe Sabbath each week. Yes, there is the command to rest and give rest. But Christians gather on Sunday because it is the day of resurrection. It is the eighth day, the day of new creation. We come to hear the voice from heaven that does not shake the mountain but opens the grave.
We come to break the bread and sing the songs of heaven. We come to lay our burdens down for a time, to leave the struggle of life aside for a morning, to step away from our rush. We come to bless the LORD and forget not his benefits.
All this is lost when Sabbath is regarded as a rule rather than a gift: what must be done rather than what has been given. Christmas can become this – the obligation of purchasing presents rather than the joy of giving. This is why Christians center Christmas around the gift of the child rather than the paper and bows. The presents and the tree and the meal take their spirit from the child; they are not an end in themselves. Just so, Sabbath takes its spirit from the God who creates and redeems in love and speaks to his troubled, rebellious world a word of grace and peace.
Who would not come to Christmas dinner? And what could keep us from this our Sunday dinner? It is the long table set on the lawn beneath the shade with fresh corn and apple pie and children giggling as they run with cousins. It is a remembrance of all God has given and all that is yet to come. It is a time when God’s Sabbath draws near and burdens are lifted, the stranger welcomed, the broken embraced, the bent stand upright, and our hearts and lives are refreshed.
18You have not come to something that can be touched, a blazing fire, and darkness, and gloom, and a tempest, 19and the sound of a trumpet, and a voice whose words made the hearers beg that not another word be spoken to them. 20(For they could not endure the order that was given, “If even an animal touches the mountain, it shall be stoned to death.” 21Indeed, so terrifying was the sight that Moses said, “I tremble with fear.”) 22But you have come to Mount Zion and to the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to innumerable angels in festal gathering, 23and to the assembly of the firstborn who are enrolled in heaven, and to God the judge of all, and to the spirits of the righteous made perfect, 24and to Jesus, the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better word than the blood of Abel. (Hebrews 12).