A prayer as Shabbat ends

Master of the World, Shabbat is leaving, and the week is coming back to me. Soon I will turn on the phone, and messages, tasks and worries that waited to the side for a whole day will flood me.

I ask to take something of Shabbat with me. The quiet around the table, the time in which I did not hurry, the feeling that not everything depends on me. Do not let all this evaporate the first moment I return to the race.

Let me begin the week in order and not in a panic. Go over calmly what awaits me, choose what comes first, and not jump at every message the moment it arrives.

Give me a good week. A week of livelihood, of health, of peace at home. A week in which I do my work faithfully, and do not forget what truly matters.

If there is something that frightens me in the coming week, a meeting, an answer, a hard task, I lay it before You already now, before it begins.

And let me remember my family within the week as well: come home on time, sit down to one meal together, ask how their day went.

And let me already look forward to the next Shabbat. Not as an escape from the week, but as a horizon that lights it from afar.

And at this hour, between Shabbat and the week, let me stop for one more moment, sing, give thanks for the Shabbat that passed, and ask that its light accompany me in everything I do in the coming days.