What some people don't realize is that a "day off" for pastors isn't really a day off. People still call asking what time the office will be open, or when a good time to call will be, or why the pastor should have a day off (yeah, I've gotten each of those calls in my career, and then some). Pastors also run into folks when shopping or going out to dinner, which is fine, and at times, very nice. But some people will ask those "church" questions ("How much was the collection this week?" "Did you visit so-and-so yet?" "What time is the meeting next month?") when I'm trying to enjoy my burger or decide what to purchase. And as silly as this sounds, some will even want to stop me to discuss my personal life ("As we drive by your house we see that you're up late at night watching tv..." - so how late do *they* have to be up to be driving by my house to slow-up to see my tv on?~ yeah, another true story). And I get the occasional phone call from colleagues who are checking up on something or making plans, and don't know that it's my day off (we take different days, depending on our personal and local needs).
So I wonder if God had some angels coming to him on that seventh day asking questions, or looking for some help on something, or pondering on that whole "land and sea" thing. Did God have to take the heavenly phone off the hook for a day or two for his rest? Did God have to mute the glorious cloud-intercom to catch up on things after all that earthly creation? Did God foresee some favorite movies for a healthy cry or a good belly laugh?
For me, it's catching up on some shows or doing some shopping or playing with my dog or cooking. For some of my colleagues, it's crafting or knitting or reading (something other than work-related books) or gardening.
For now, I'm going cook a pot of soup and find a good movie.
