Shabbat at sunset approaching like a boat from the horizon of the lake, a Shabbat of "simcha" which is a special Shabbat of joyousness and comforting rest.
Watching the boats sail in towards the dock getting closer and closer as the sun makes its rounds and soon will be lower in the sky and becoming a purple, pink, and orange star, brightly burning like a Shabbat candle flame, flickering in the sea breeze, warming ice cold hands and bringing hope to me as I watch the flame burn down the wax, lower and lower, as the sun sets lower and lower.
Then, as if in a miracle, when there is no more light, no more candlelight or sunlight, my body lowers in reverence as it faces to the east, and I take a full bow to welcome the Shabbat Bride.
Welcoming Shabbat and its joyousness and great restful sensations as G-d's seventh day, a Day of Rest, a day when we stop creating, a day of prayer, a day when we are surrounded in a tallit of happiness and worship, a day made for me as a gift, a gift from G-d.
Happy Sabbath.
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