What Sign Do I Want to Give?

 



“Saturday is a special day, it’s the day we get ready for Sunday”.


The words of the primary song were going through my mind this morning.


I thought back to a Saturday night in the 90s when we still lived in Seymour,  and ran into 4 other ward families, all filling our cars on Saturday so we wouldn’t have to get gas on Sunday.  


Pay-at-the-pump wasn’t a thing yet, so we were more conscious of it. 


Sabbath preparation....how have I been doing?  Our ward has had 12:00 church for the last year so my sabbath preparation kind of bled over into Sunday mornings. I got more casual about it.


Now we will have the 9:00 church time so I need to be more aware.


I thought of President Nelson’s prophetic talk on Sabbath Day.


“How do we hallow the Sabbath day? In my much younger years, I studied the work of others who had compiled lists of things to do and things not to do on the Sabbath. It wasn’t until later that I learned from the scriptures that my conduct and my attitude on the Sabbath constituted a sign between me and my Heavenly Father. With that understanding, I no longer needed lists of dos and don’ts. When I had to make a decision whether or not an activity was appropriate for the Sabbath, I simply asked myself, “What sign do I want to give to God?” That question made my choices about the Sabbath day crystal clear.”


I decided to be more intentional today about preparing for the Sabbath- to be more intentional about the sign I am showing God.


So I topped off my gas, got my groceries and did some simple food prep for tomorrow.


Clearing some time to allow me to be more reflective tomorrow.


I listened to the lesson while driving and prepared for my calling responsibilities.


I brought my mind to the PREPARATION of the Sabbath Day- the part where I have been lacking.


I thought again of a woman in Relief Society who said years ago she had decided to prepare for Sabbath,  no matter what, even if that meant starting on Thursday.  


I want my sign to the Lord to be that dedicated. 


Because I love Him. 

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