The Resting Day | AdventAI

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 15, 1857

The Resting Day.

THIS weekly suspension of our toils, this weekly undoing of the burden of our labors from our back, reconciles us to the sentence of our labor, and we bend to our tasks as sons of Adam with more willing minds. All our life is not toil; it is not one unceasing round of work; we can refresh our wearied bodies or our jaded minds; we can put off the yoke from our neck, and, as it were, stretch our limbs. O, how great the blessings of the Lord's day! O, happy thing for us that we can have some reprieve from work! It is not all work—work—work. We can put down spade and plough; we can get rid of buying and selling; we can close shops and leave bales of goods; we can let the fire go out in the forge; we can let the cattle rest in their stalls and not drive the team; we can get rid of clients and consultations, and disputes; we can escape factories and looms, and the hot air of workshops; we can put down the needle and give rest to the weary finger and aching eye; we can fly from the counter and wearying customers, from the desk and dry accounts; we can escape all the din, and clatter, and noise of the busy working world, and have one day out of seven a day of peace.