Nothing new

Week after week Shabbat comes in, Shabbat goes out. The Earth rotates without end. So long as twilight gives way to dawn, there will be one day in seven when Shabbat can slip into the world.

For those waiting for that seventh day, Shabbat is a constant. An eternal connection. Generations pass away, new ones arise, and the same songs lift to the same sky from different mouths. The young become old, the living pass away and new feet take on the inexorable march to death, but Shabbat does not change. If the short-lived people who look to the sky invite Shabbat again to their table, Shabbat will come. Until the sun goes out and Earth ceases its circling.

(…And even then, if our descendants escape before the end they will probably find a way to take Shabbat to other worlds.)

1 comment:

MiriyaB (Becca) said...

How appropriate to have read this motzei shabbat just after watching the Doctor Who episode "The End of the World" -- which shows us the sun expanding to swallow the earth, and includes the lines "And one day it's all gone. Even the sky."