I’m in the mood for a fight.
I have a bone to pick with this crazy, frantic, world and also with myself.
There’s this phrase I’m sick of hearing, sick of saying, sick of living.
It’s an excuse we all accept and no one seems to question and perhaps that’s because it’s sort of, kind of, true.
But today, I’m saying, “No more!” I’m picking a fight with the words, the excuse, and the lie that ,“I’m too busy.” That we’re all too gosh-darn busy. That there’s no time or place or space in this great wide world, in this one beautiful day, in our hurried schedule for that friend, that family, that child. For that calling, that ministry, that life changing habit…
That there’s just no time for God.
Think about it. How many times just this week, just today, have you thought it? Felt it? Said it? How many times have these words been spoken to you?
When you ask someone how they’re doing? “Oh, I’m just so busy.”
When you finally get around to calling that friend who called you weeks ago? “I’m sorry, things have been so busy.”
When you invite someone in, ask to get together, ask for just a little time? “There’s no way right now, I’m swamped, maybe later?”
When you look at your Bible and know it hasn’t been cracked for months? You think of your prayer life and the respirator it’s on. You hear the still, small voice whispering an invitation just for you. “I can’t right now, Lord,” you say. “I have to run to the store, wash the car, mow the lawn, paint my nails, watch this show, fix them supper, dry my hair, fetch the mail, clean the toilet, fold the socks, change her diaper, visit the zoo, and, and, and…Can we try again tomorrow?”
It’s acceptable, and easier, and even a little honest to say, “I can’t. I don’t have time. I’m too busy for that right now.”
But is it really? Held up to God’s standard is it really acceptable? Is it really easier? Is it really true?
Last summer my sweet friend from North Carolina called to see how I was doing. She had news to share. She wanted to talk, to celebrate life with me. It took me two (TWO!) months to call her back.
And that Bible, that prayer life, I mentioned before? Yeah, it’s mine.
And I know with the friend, with the Bible, with the prayer…if I really wanted too…if I were willing to make them a priority…if I were willing to say, “You know what? You mean more to me than Survivor, more than the next chapter of that page turner I’m reading, more than an hour of sleep here, or 20 minutes on Facebook there,” I could pick up the phone and make the call. I could open my Bible. I could journal my prayers.
Because the truth is, I have the time. I have a place in my life. I have space for each of these things. I just haven’t been willing. I’ve chosen something else. I’ve chosen other things.
I’ve chosen to put lesser things before people, relationships, God.
And isn’t it a little bit like building up an idol?
Doesn’t it look a little bit like bowing down to calves?
Haven’t we allowed ourselves to get caught up in a lie?
It happened just the other day. Broken by a friend too busy to make time and space for me, I cried out to God. “All I want is some time…the chance to talk…for her to be willing.”
“I know, I want that too,” came His gentle reply.
“From you, dear one. I just want some time…the chance to talk…for you to be willing.”
“But when? You know my days are packed. I’ve got the kids, the house, the husband, the homeschooling…”
“You sound a bit like her…”
Caught in the act that hurt me so deeply, I saw it, how deeply I hurt Him.
When I don’t have time for His people, His callings, His Word. When I don’t make time to sit and still and be with Him. How I lie to Him, keep Him waiting. How day after day I put lesser things before Him. How very much it hurts.
No more, I decided.
It sounds cliche, I know. Like the Sunday school answer we’ve all grown up with, but in that moment I didn’t want to waste another minute of precious time. Time I could be spending with my precious, Lord.
I grabbed my Bible, my journal, and a cup of steaming coffee. In the midst of my morning, in the messy, mangled, middle of kids arguing, baby fussing, of husband getting out the door, I sat at our kitchen table and created time for Him.
A place. A space. An altar just for Him.
The truth is we’re all busy. But who among us is too busy? Who among us doesn’t have the ability to offer the little bit we have and choose the greater thing?
24 hours of fresh grace…
Mercies grand and new every morning…
Resources beyond measure…
I know you’re busy.
So am I.
But what will you do with yours?
I’m so excited to share a “Blog Hop” with you today and a special post by my sister-of-the-heart and fellow writer, Jessie Heninger. Just like me, Jessie has recently been challenged with the thought of being too busy and is taking two big steps to make some changes. Please follow this link to read her story. You are sure to be inspired! https://jessieheninger.wordpress.com
This has challenged me so much, and you’r words are so beautiful! Thank you.
Thank you, for encouraging me to share it!
Love your post too, Jessie! Growing together!
Thank you both! You are an inspiration to me and I’m sure many others.
Thank you, Cheryl and thanks for reading!
Thanks, Jen. Love you. The struggle is real…as they say.
Indeed it is! I think you are so great at taking time and making time for others. Truly one of your special gifts! Love you, my brother.
Thanks…it is true…and preaching the truth is necessary. The battle will remain as you well know, today I chose wisely as Mary did, but tomorrow I may be Martha, irritated and complaining of an injustice done while doing good, failing to realize, not only what but who was before me. How blessed that Paul admonished Timothy, when we abide unfaithful, He abides faithful because he cannot deny Himself. Victory is ours but it remains a choice we must make daily.
Yes it, is! Just like I wrote in response to Landon you are gifted at taking time for others. A true example of Christ and His love. Thanks, Dad!