We can do, or leave undone, many things in the home which will be helpful to the servants. We can save them trouble without any effort to ourselves, and thus give them a fair share of Sabbath privileges. It is sad when servants have to say “Sunday is the hardest day of the week to us,” yet this often happens, not because of necessary work, but owing to the indolence and self-indulgence of the family, and the extra labour entailed by many visitors. Believe me, only those can truly enjoy God’s gift of a day of rest who are His servants, and who have in them the spirit of love, which comes from Him Who “is love.” With it they will need no written rules. They will be a law to themselves. The Sabbath will be looked forward to with gladness as a day to be dedicated to God and our neighbour, by worship, good doing, occupation without toil or weariness, and happy intercourse with those we love. We shall not say, “I can make the fields my church, and worship the Creator in the midst of His works as well as I could under the roof of a cathedral.” We shall love to join with those who are gathered in His name and house, but we shall not on that account forget to praise Him when we walk by the way and discern Him in His works. We shall be glad to put the toils and cares of the workaday world as far out of sight and mind as possible, that Monday may find us strong and ready to bear the heat and burden of the six coming days. I was once deeply touched by the words of a dear woman, a cottager’s wife, of whom it might be said she just “knew, but knew no more, her Bible true,” for she could read it, and that was all, and it was her one book. How real it was to her! How she dwelt on its messages of cheer and hope, and was gladdened as she spelled out the words of some sweet promise! How she revelled in Sunday as a gift that only those who toiled week in, week out, could fitly value! She would not have the worries of the other days intruding themselves upon the hours sacred to joy, and peace, and rest. It happened that she and her husband had been passing through a time of trouble and anxiety. There had been sickness in the home, and this meant suspended work and wages, more need for money and less to meet it. The week-end saw them in sore straits for quite a little sum, and the thought of what might happen on the Monday, if it were not forthcoming, troubled the mother’s mind for a moment.