He suggested that I reclaim Sunday as the special day it was meant to be.
"How exactly?" I asked, curiosity piqued. "I already attend church on Sunday and make a family dinner for my loved ones."
"Unplug from technology," he answered. "Experience the moment, the important real-life moment that surrounds you."
I thought to myself, "Sunday as lived in my childhood. Sounds heavenly."
The following weekend I unplugged. My family wasn't quite ready to join me, but they sure supported my effort.
No television. No texting. No iPod. No email. No Facebook, no computer screen at all.
Just like that.
Back home a book beckoned. I opened its front cover and read. And read and read and read until a peaceful twenty-minute nap overtook me.
Awakening refreshed, I sought family members. We talked. We laughed. We played badminton and gardened. Then, we sat quietly together amidst our colorfully budding and blooming verdant backyard as our exuberance and sharings softly settled into our hearts and minds in that gentle evening. Preparing an easy supper together bonded us, the eating of it soothed our now receptive, relaxed souls. Sweet connection! Fuel for the week ahead.
Life is precious. People more so. It's difficult to meaningfully connect via technology. Lack of human in-the-flesh experiences with others takes its toll, making us hedgy, unnaturally introverted, anxious, suspicious, and often just plain wrong about situations and people. Misunderstandings abound, conclusions are jumped upon. It's a problem.
Please allow me to be the amen corner for my friend's advice. Unplug at least once a week, preferably on Sunday when the rest of the world tends to run a little slower. See if your experiences match mine: the meeting of life in its natural state, the infusion of fresh thoughts, restfulness, vibrant experiences, and the warmth of genuine human interaction.
"The Sabbath was made for man, not man for the Sabbath." ~~ Jesus (Mark 2:27)