A soul without sabbath feels like a porch no one has time for or interest in. The sabbath, like a porch, is a place for relaxed, un-pressured , sit-long, talk-much hospitality, where shallow talk leads into the deep, where refreshing happens and room is made for the sabbath maker.
(Still writing mostly in miniature. God seems to have placed me on a sit-long-and-write-much sabbatical. Brevity has never been one of my traits. I guess God thought it was time to work on that! Shalom, friends!)