It’s the Sunday daylight saving time began for 2023. All the funny memes showed up on social media about changing your clocks so not to be late for church. Or how we’re losing an hour of sleep… and where did it go? But let me offer this perspective instead: we don’t lost an hour of sleep when daylight sayings time ends. We return the hour we borrowed in the fall.
The hour of lost sleep this weekend is in fact the balance to the extra hour gained when daylight savings time ended in the fall. The debt must be paid. So bleary-eyed, and still feeling it must be too early for church, we return the hour we borrowed from ourselves in the fall. All while usually forgetting to give thanks for the extra precious minutes of waking hours’ sunlight we receive in the winter months. Yay for the sun being up when I’m up and not when I’m trying to sleep.
Now this may all seem to be exaggerated enthusiasm – we don’t all live places where daylight saving is practiced or work and keep daytime shifts. We have electric lights now – what worry is the sun’s schedule to us? But stay with the metaphor for a moment.
Are we losing an hour, or returning what was borrowed? Or more correctly, are we losing an hour or investing an hour that will be repaid in the fall? Investing an hour to not be woken by the summer sun at 4 am? Yes, please! It’s a shift in perspective.
Much of my Lenten journey so far has been embracing those shifts in perspective. This week’s theme was around what I actually have time to do.
If I sit down to pray, but I’m just glancing over the words of my spiritual reading, rushing to get it done, I may have prayed, but I haven’t answered the call to be still.
If I fill a weekend with entertainment, an visiting and preparing for the fun plans of the week ahead – I am not working, but I have not rested.
Even sleep can become its own work, when I go to bed thinking, “I must go to bed so I can fall asleep by this time and fit in 8 hours of sleep before my alarm at this time – but if I pray before I sleep I must shift my morning alarm by 10 minutes.” Nickel and diming my way to peace. It doesn’t work that way.
So, not surprise then, that I have been waking each night 2am, 3am, 4 am… it’s the only hours of the day I haven’t penciled activity into my schedule. I haven’t planned ahead for those waking hours in the middle of the night. It’s as if my body has checked off it’s bare minimum sleep requirement or 4, 5, maybe 6 hours and is asking “what’s next?” It’s so much clearer now why God placed a theme of stillness on my heart for this year’s Lent.
Our priest preached beautifully on the story of Jesus meeting the Samaritan woman at the well. Jesus tells the Samaritan woman that He offers her living water so she won’t be thirsty again.
In the Gospel of John, chapter 4, verses 13 -14 it’s recorded this way:
13 Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, 14 but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”
In response, the woman leaves her water jar behind and returns to town.
John 4:13-14
28 Then, leaving her water jar, the woman went back to the town and said to the people, 29 “Come, see a man who told me everything I ever did. Could this be the Messiah?” 30 They came out of the town and made their way toward him.
Our parish priest highlighted this simple act of leaving her water jar behind and invited us to reflect of what we need to leave behind this Lent. Reminding us, that it may be good things we no longer need after being offered living water.
I knew right away what I was being called to leave behind the excessive scheduling – and more over, the sense of control it gives me. Doing more, scheduling more is not going to give me more hours of sunlight, or any greater control over the unexpected. Preparation is good, but I also need rest to be able to respond to life as it comes at me with all its unexpected twists and turns.
Like the Samaritan woman left behind her water jar, I need to leave behind the rigidity of heart that flourished in an overscheduled day. That way I can receive God’s plans with an open heart. If I believe, as I say I do, that I am relationship with the One who is Living Water – then I know the water is plentiful and it will quench my thirst. So I can put to the side the worries and unfinished business for the moment to create more space for stillness. God’s provision will provide for the things left undone. The time needed for the demands of life is plentiful when I’ve spent time with God first. The water is plentiful and the well does not run dry. Here in stillness is where I find peace.
An extra hour of sleep is something we leave behind with winter, knowing that the days are getting longer and sunshine will soon be plentiful again. Spring is coming! What else are you being called to leave behind?