We tried making it to church this last Sunday, we really did.
We were all even dressed and ready to walk out the door when the youngest boy started wailing because he was hungry.
So I fed him, but by the time he was ready to go his brother decided he was hungry.
While I was feeding baby number two, the big girls started a tug-of-war with each other’s hair.
Suffice it to say, we did not make it to church.
Having anticipated this much familiar scene, my husband had thoughtfully recorded a sermon by one of my favorite pastors, Dr. Charles Stanley.
He is the pastor at First Baptist Atlanta and the fact that he is from home only boosts his credentials slightly in my book.
Anyway, the sermon we watched was on how prayer is a time-saver.
He made several different points like: praying helps you make the right decision the first time; prayer helps you not worry therefor saving you time spent worrying, etc. – all to support his thesis.
While the sermon in itself was good, it got me to thinking about time in general, and how I spend it.
Time is a finite resource that each of us has. We will all run out of it.
Say I live to be 85 years old. That is roughly 31,025 days or 744,600 hours.
When I look at it that way, it forces me to reevaluate how I spend my time and who I spend it with.
Now, this isn’t some gloom and doom blog about how you know, we each have our time and we don’t need to waste it.
TV is a huge time suck, but I love me some reality television – Discovery Channel, anyone? Nor am I trying to convince you to go out and seize everyday like it’s your last I believe the kids are calling it “YOLO”?
Rather, I just wanted to share some insights I had while listening to this particular sermon.
What I got out of it, or rather, the rabbit trail li took myself off on, was that we can determine the quality of the time we have, but not the quantity.
For me, that doesn’t mean I don’t waste a few hours watching TV, but if my kids ask for my attention during my show, I’ll pause it so I can focus on them first.
When I’m with friends or family, I usually have my phone on me, but I rarely text someone back immediately or answer a phone call because I try to be present when I’m with people I care about.
Because my family is all back in Georgia I’ve had to learn to really emphasize the quality of our time together versus the quantity because the latter is very limited.
I think it’s really hard to find a balance between letting life pass you by and seizing every opportunity—one is depressing and the other, frankly, exhausting.
For me, my balance is spending my time with the people I love and trying to never miss an opportunity to let them know how much they mean to me.
Which brings this blog full-circle since the person I love most and want and need to spend time with the most is the Lord.
I have never regretted a moment spent in His presence and can honestly say that the best quality time I can have is with Him.
So we will be trying (again) to get to church this weekend. Screaming babies and all.
I try to be present when I’m with people I care about.