GEN211 Among the spiritual disabilities that plague so many people today, one of the most common is busyness.  Over commitment of our time leaves little space for the simple experience of being, and awe (and, as we have learned, it child, faith) is much harder to find when we are moving at a speed of seventy miles an hour and our mind is taken up with all the items on the long and ever-replenished list that we can’t possible complete, today or ever. … Awe can come only when there is space in which to welcome it. … Shabbat is the corrective for me.  It isn’t just a day in the week on which I simply rest and recharge in order to reenter the fray, it’s the reminder of what I so easily forget the other six days, and which I hope to remember so that some echo and trace of the spaciousness of the seventh can filter into the six as well.  In my life, I am in danger of getting lost, deflected, and confused in the complex web of demands, responsibilities, and desires I carry with me.  Shabbat is when and how I check the map.  MORINIS 230-231