A Groovy Sabbath Practice

 

**A Groovy Sabbath Practice**

“Harrison. Emily. I want you to hold hands and look at each other,” I say to the excited-to-be-getting-married couple on the other side of my computer screen.

I ask, “You know the song, by the Romantics, _What I like about you_?”

They nod.

“Harrison, I’m going to ask you to look at Emily and say, Emily, what I like about you is…. and then fill in the rest of the sentence with words of your own. Do this three times. Emily, what I like about you is…. Emily, what I like about you is…. Emily, what I like about you is….”

After Harrison’s turn, I ask Emily to do the same thing.

“Harrison, what I like about you is…. Harrison, what I like about you is…. Harrison, what I like about you is….”

We debrief, and then I give them homework. (The same homework that I am about to give you, dear reader.)

“OK,” I say, “Homework time: I want you to do this every Friday between the time you sit for dinner and the time that you start eating.”

I offer a little sermon as to why: “In this world, we often get confused by our things and our thinkings and forget how important we are to each other.”

“Now,” I add, as a challenge, “For bonus points, if you are eating with other people on a particular Friday night, tell them as well.”

 

So, now, dear reader, won’t you do the same?

This Friday night–between when you sit to eat and when you actually start eating–tell, email, or text at least one person, “What I like about you is….”

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