I hate wasting time. Not the kind of time wasting that happens whenever all the chores are done and I'm just messing around with my camera...or playing in the rain with the kids...or just bumping around town window shopping.
Friday, June 11, 2010
I'm talking about the other kind of time wasting that we're prone to do.
The kind that happens when your man calls and says, "Hey, can you bring me shovel?" And you're happy to do it only to find out that there is a difference in round ended shovels from square ended shovels so you come all the way back home to get the right rounded end shovel and while you're here you just decide to peek in on the kids and make sure everyone is still settled even though you only left the house 15 minutes before and then you almost get out of the neighborhood only to realize that the magical round ended shovel is still in the garage because you forgot to put it in the van before you left.
Or when you accidentally give the bank teller your water bill instead of your deposit slip. (So embarrassing!)
Or when you put the brownies in the oven but forget to turn it on and it takes you about five minutes to figure out why they haven't cooked in 30 minutes. (Man I hate it when that happens.)
But there is a third way we waste time. It's with our minds.
It's the time we spend wishing something would happen to change things but we never actually do anything to change things.
It's the time we waste wishing that others would step up to the plate and take some responsibility for the stuff that needs to get done instead of thanking God for the opportunity to serve others.
It's the time we waste carrying on conversations in our head about all the things we would tell so and so and how we would set them straight about such and such instead of letting things go and not being quick to take offense.
It's the time we waste by not stepping out and risking ourselves for the good of those around us because we're afraid of failure.
It's the time we waste by not continuing to reach out and look for a connection with that difficult person because frankly we'd rather waste time thinking about how much they just don't appreciate us or how much they must think of themselves.
It's the time that we waste listing all the things that we don't have instead of joyfully, wholeheartedly thanking God for the provision that He has made for us.
It's the time we waste comparing ourselves to everyone else instead of being who we are...who He made us to be.
It's the time we waste by reaching for the splinter in our brother's eye when we have a log growing in our own eye.
That's the kind of time wasting I hate. I don't know about you but I'm ready to just stop it.
Posted by Marty at 6:31 PM