I’m always running out of time. There are only so many hours in a day, and I never seem to have enough. Not that I’m held to deadlines so much as needing more time to finish what I start. Life gets in the way. Or I get lazy and distracted. Or I get too caught up in the details, and then the clock is pointing its finger at me, guilting me into moving faster or moving on. One of the joys of retirement has been to put my wristwatch away. To relax into the days and do what I can without killing myself to get it all done now. I’m still working on that.
Priorities. I love to do so many things, it’s hard to do them all on a regular basis. Creative processes like painting, writing, music, cooking, sewing. Sometimes, it’s the tyranny of the urgent. The things that require my attention immediately get done first. Then there’s another fire to put out, and before I know it, I’m a slave to the “urgent” in my life. Because the clock is running out.
But “our God is greater. Our God is stronger.” Our God is higher than any other. His clock never runs out on me. He always has time for me. He is always waiting for me in the mornings, ready to listen and ready to share what he wants me to hear and know. “Our God is healer, awesome in power.” I’m working hard to get on God’s time clock and off my own. The people in my life are so much more important than the things in my life. So, more and more, I stop what I’m “doing” so that I can just “be” with whoever needs my attention now.
Of course, that means things don’t get finished on schedule sometimes, but they will get finished eventually. My walls will get painted. There’s really no hurry except for the schedule I set for myself. I save the reading for when I’m waiting or when I need to sit for a few minutes. I work on my new grandbaby’s quilt when I’m riding in the car or waiting in the doctor’s office or watching television. It all gets done. Kingdom things are more important than MY things. I’m trying to be more self-less and less self-ish.
Okay, so now I’m late and I need to go jump in the shower. Tick tock!
I woke up with Chris Tomlin singing Our God in my head this morning. Click here to listen.