Daily Post: Scamper
What I truly love about going on vacation, in some ways I also hate; the trip itself. Going is always exciting and rewarding, coming back is often a drudge. It is menial, dull work, to drive 8.5 hours one way, in one day, arriving back at the domicile, completely exhausted from the trip. This feeling is perhaps the origin of the phrase, “I need a vacation, from my vacation!” Sitting here back at my desk this morning, it’s hard not to scamper back into the familiar routine of writing, making to-do lists, and planning out my week. But really, what’s the rush?
Already my mind is racing toward the things on my calendar which will be matters of priority this week. The A/C guy is coming tomorrow to figure out my cooling issues. Tuesday is Senior Men’s Golf Assoc., so golf again, (yeah!) That’s as far as I got before I realized I was doing it again. Rushing the race. It’s what we do; we skuttle and scurry, we dart and we dash from one sticky-note-task to the next. All the while scooting and sprinting to make another sticky note list, even before the one we have is completed. This is why vacations were created in the first place (my opinion).
I need my calendar and my sticky-notes to-do lists to help keep me focused. But being focused to accomplish some things that are important, is not the same thing as being run into the ground obsessively controlled by a need to “get it done.” I’m retired for one thing. This means the schedule, with the exception of a few “have-to’s” is pretty flexible. I don’t really have to “hightail it” anywhere for anything. So, I’m learning how to not rush the race.
Some might say: “What race?”
The race we humans call “Life.” Let’s say the average life-span is 80 years. This means a person only has 41,932,800 minutes to live in total. The moment of that first breath, is the beginning of the end. Like a giant clock ticking off the seconds of a stopwatch working its way down to zero. In this example, I have already used, 33,022,080 minutes of my allotted time. This knowledge could have serious implications for how I choose to use what time I have left. Perhaps it should too.
Perhaps instead of scampering around to make a bigger pile of money, I should rush into doing random acts of kindness, or running to bring joy to those around me. Maybe instead of darting and dashing around reacting to things which have no eternal value at all, I could instead write a series of sticky-notes that direct my attention to my future heavenly domicile. How about this one… I saw this on a t-shirt on Friday, and thought, “I want to do that!” A person is given a glass with water at the midway point and asked, “Are you a glass half-empty or half-full person.” The person picked up the glass, drank the water, and replied, “I’m a problem solver.”
It’s not about the time I’ve wasted, misused, or actually used effectively in my past. It’s not about how little time I have left either. It’s about right here and right now, day by day, making the best and most effective use of the 1,440 minutes of every hour I live. What high and lofty goal should be the focus of today? From God’s own word it is simple and clear.
Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.
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