You know, I’m afraid you have no idea of the goodness of the thing you’re arguing against. You see the Sunday Sabbath as some sort of oppressive law that shackles the person by obligating them to keep the day holy. Well, of course a sinner who desires to be out from under the law, to be lawless, would naturally think along those lines. And yet its a gross misrepresentation of the truth of the matter. I can't tell you how many times the Lord has blessed me through the understanding that Sunday was a day set apart. A day therefore off limits for usual worldly activity. There have been many, many times when I’ve had bad weeks. As I’m sure you’ve had and we’ve all had. The troubles of Monday blend into Tuesday. and Tuesday’s into Wednesday, and so on. Sometimes the answer to the problem escaped me. Things were just bad. Horrible. Worries wouldn’t stop. Financial worries. Health worries. Job worries. Family worries. Like an avalanche of negativity day followed day as though the dark forces at work in this world were going to overcome. Nothing could stop their terrible advance. Often times no solution was on the horizon.

But then came Sunday. And by God’s grace, early on in my Christian life I learned from a faithful man (Mr. Camping) that Sunday was God’s holy day. It was not a day for me to work. Or to cut my grass. Or to go shopping. Or to watch or play sports. No. Sunday was a day for God. It was a day to be involved in spiritual activities. To pray. To read the Bible. To hand out tracts.

It takes some time for our minds to be trained in the things of God, but after a while it became like second nature. And looking back on it, now, after many years, I can tell you that Sunday’s arrival has stopped many periods of depression in my life. It’s stopped many wrong trains of thought. Sunday’s arrival has turned feelings of hopelessness into feelings of hope once again. Sunday’s arrival has taught me to leave my worries and fears with God and to seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness. Sunday has been a source of great strength and help in my life Sunday’s arrival has shown me that the power of the world can be broken. It has taught me that I do not need to always know everything that’s going on. And that I can trust God in all things. Sunday after Sunday God has often stopped, as it were, the raging storm around me and allowed me to walk in peaceful harmony for a day--before the storm starts its raging once more come Monday.

By trying to say keeping Sunday as the Sabbath is some sort of oppressive attempt to come under the law--you think you’re going to help free people from a burden. However, the reality is that you’re fighting against a wonderful blessing God has given each one of His elect people. A thing desperately needful for each one of us especially in these dark days of the world’s final judgment. Observance of the Sunday Sabbath is not oppressive in any way-observance of the Sunday Sabbath is that which preserves us from the oppression of this world which is all around us.

Isaiah 58:13 If thou turn away thy foot from the sabbath, from doing thy pleasure on my holy day; and call the sabbath a delight, the holy of the LORD, honourable; and shalt honour him, not doing thine own ways, nor finding thine own pleasure, nor speaking thine own words: 14 Then shalt thou delight thyself in the LORD; and I will cause thee to ride upon the high places of the earth, and feed thee with the heritage of Jacob thy father: for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.

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