This week I am spending Spring Break with my guys. I will be commenting and visiting blogs, but I will be a little slower than normal. 🙂
“Time to go.”
“So many books. So little time.”
“Time flies when you’re having fun.”
How many sayings are out there about “Time?”
Time is one thing that sets definite boundaries around our lives.
We receive twenty-four hours each day. No more. No less. Let’s face it: women have lots to do. I often cram as much as I can into a day.
Cynthia Heald said something that’s stayed with me: “Time is a gift, not a possession.” Simplicity views time as a gift, not a given.
I tend to take time for granted. I figure I’ll have time to do ____________ later. That way I can do ______________ now. If time is a gift, should I assume I’ll have an unlimited amount of it?
None of us knows how many days we’ll walk this earth.
Some days, I tear off the pretty paper my day comes wrapped up in and empty out the beauty it holds. I fill it up with a multitude of commitments and tasks.
I miss opportunities to live out simplicity by slowing down long enough to admire the beauty around me. When I choose this mode, stress becomes my taskmaster, pushing me from one task to the next.
Early morning birdsong, tulips poking up through hard ground, and snow capped mountains are some of the beauty that surrounds me. When I fill those early morning thoughts with all my to-do’s I often miss out on the beauty found in each moment.
How determined I am to “X” off as many items on my to-do list as I can!
How much I miss on those days.
Though I’m getting better, I still struggle to find the balance between focusing on my daily agenda and slowing down to soak in the beauty all around me. Sometimes, those to-do’s, though necessary, are the good things, but not the best things .
As one of God’s girls, I’m challenged to take time each morning to ask Him what He wants for me in that day. Giving God permission to hijack my plans sets me outside my control-comfort zone.
When I loosen my fingers from the list, He gently takes it. He leads me through His plans and gifts me with a satisfied “Ahh, now that was a good day,” as I lay my head on my pillow.
One aspect of living a life of simplicity is not insisting that I control how I spend every moment.
Trusting God to take my hand and lead me through the day isn’t easy for this woman who thrives on working her plan. When I surrender control, God always has a way of showing me His best for me. He also offers peace when He decides to tweak my plans.
What about you? Do you have a saying about time that stays with you? How do you plan out your days?