We labor in our various workplaces. Gone are the mines and the mills, for the most part. But our offices can be just as demanding:
Work even invades our bedrooms and other spaces that should be sacred.
In our quest for a theology of work, perhaps it is time to go much, much further back:
I envy the monastic schedule, with its balance of work, prayer, study, meals, and rest:
As we labor, let us remember that it's not only the worth of the work that gives our lives meaning. Let us honor the ones that walk beside us:
Let us resolve to do the work that nurtures what is holy.
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