It seems that most holy and good things suffer from ‘Pendulumitis’.  It is all to the left or all to the right—obsessed upon or disregarded as meaningless.  We are trapped in time and motion like the pendulum of a clock… never stopping… always ticking.

Each present moment is already gone into history.  You cannot keep the past firmly in hand.  Each present moment aches for the future.  We are trapped in a looping cycle of linear progression.

God is at rest from the time trap.  He is eternal-- above and outside time while hidden in the midst of each moment.  Sabbath is our invitation to behold the Eternal One and rest in His timelessness.

But then there is Pendulumitis. 

The Pharisees obsessed on rules to the point of building a hedge of by-laws and policy about every conceivable violation that breaks the Sabbath.  God’s Law was not enough for them.  They insisted on complicating everything to the point of no longer being meaningful.  What God intended for the wholeness of His people, Pharisees turned it into obsessive theological noodling. 

Instead of giving life and freedom, the Law became overwhelming and impossible for common people to live by.  Jesus brought ‘rest’ back into theology.  His voice was not trumpeted on street corners and political platforms, but whispered in the awkward, empty places of the soul.