Eugene Peterson had a name for a day off; he called it a “bastard Sabbath.” The illegitimate child of the seventh day and Western culture. On a day off you don’t work for your employer (in theory). But you still work. You run errands, catch up around your house or apartment, pay the bills, make an IKEA run (there goes four hours …). And you play! You see a movie, kick the soccer ball with friends, go shopping, cycle through the city. And that’s great stuff, all of it. I love my day off. But those activities don’t make a Sabbath.
John Mark Comer – American Pastor (1980 – )
From the book “The ruthless elimination of hurry”