The Sabbath Myth Series | The Sabbath Feast | Reclaiming the Delight of the Sabbath
We have taken a weekly festival of pure, unadulterated joy and turned it into a spiritual funeral. For generations, well-meaning teachers and rigid traditionalists have approached the seventh day with a sense of dread rather than desire. They look at the clock on Friday afternoon, not with the anticipation of a prisoner about to be emancipated, but with the anxiety of an inmate bracing for lockdown. They have allowed narrow-minded gatekeepers to strip the joy out of Elohim's holy day, leaving behind a dreary checklist of "thou shalt nots.” Let’s be straightforward and cut through the religious and spiritual noise: The reason the Sabbath is not a delight today is because we have allowed man-made restrictions to suffocate it. The Sabbath was never meant to be a weekly exercise in religious paralysis where you sit in a dark, cold house, terrified to move, terrified to cook, terrified to celebrate, and terrified to smile. It is not a restriction of life; it is a monument to life...