That’s not a typo. It really is shocking to me how traditional Sundays have become lost. When I was growing up, malls and most stores were not open on Sundays. Sundays were supposed to be a day of time with God, of relaxation, of family time, and of being together. Now, coaches and schedulers think nothing of having games on Sunday mornings and afternoons. The older my children become, the most of a correlation I see with parenting and our relationship with God. We want our children to spend time with us in the same way God wants us to want to spend time with Him.
Growing up, the only ingredient I felt that was really missing in my life was the gift of other people’s time. No amount of material gifts could erase the void I felt. Now, in adulthood, it is still one of my “Red Flags.” Awareness of your own warning signs or red flags is key to understanding yourself and what you need to feel better.
If your children begrudgingly eat dinner at the dinner table, wolf down their food, and leave before you are done with your salad, how does that feel? If we spend time with God out of obligation, are we able to hear His message clearly?
Let’s try to put the SON back in Sonday’s. Spend time with our Father. Listen, and hear the message. Give yourself the gift of time.