Because this weekend marks one of these annual anniversaries that as the years progress seem to come round ever more rapidly, I am having a few days off.
Really off. Beloved Other is holding me to account, and we are being lazy! I have been painting Little Things, reading books that are not theology, and watching daft telly. We have sat in coffee shops, eaten cake, been to visit the local meerkats, and watched tennis.
I am enjoying this.
I think I might have been needing it. And, among much else, I am grateful to be out of London in the heat.
Things go back to normal on Monday, and that is good.
But for now, I am exploring Sabbath. And behold, it is very good.