I have a weird relationship with rest. The pressures of guilt, anxiety, and the after-effects of busyness hum in the background like a constantly-running machine. Even on my days off, I often find myself sitting on the couch, unable to focus on the Restful Activity I’ve chosen, watching the clock like I’m still at work, and wondering if I’m resting productively enough. Somehow we’ve managed to turn rest into another obligation, another checklist item, and one we even try to multitask! Trying to observe the Sabbath has further complicated how I feel about rest. Resting on the Sabbath is one of the Ten Commandments. So having been commanded to rest,…