As I write this its currently 5:02 PM Easter Sunday and I’ve been on vacation for just about five hours. Easter worship was wonderful, even if I got up over two hours before dawn 1 and got to church to discover a stomach bug is running through the congregation 2. But it was time for a break, and now it has come.
Its funny, when people hear you are taking vacation their first question is “where are you going?” I guess it’s because our culture tends to associate “vacation” with “trip.” We even invented a term to specify a vacation which doesn’t include a massive trip, a “staycation.” I think we gave these vacations another name because our psyche has been geared to think staying home couldn’t possibly be a real vacation.
So I guess I’d better describe this break as “sabbath.” I have been doing many really wonderful things, but it’s simply time to take a break. The truth is a vacation, in the American sense of the word, sounds way too much like work.
So my plan is this. I am going to sleep without an alarm and not feel guilty about it. When I wake up I will make coffee and drink it slowly. When I feel like getting “ready for the day,” I will. I’ll probably bring my camera to a couple of parks [^Photo] and capture the emerging Spring. Maybe the family will hit a historical site or two, but I’ve got no plans. Plans are too much like work. I am however, scheduled to see Batman vs. Superman tomorrow night. Some things just need to be done.
Right now, I think I may take a nap. I love rest.