In a devotional I read recently, the question was posed,
"Do I take pride in a life of frenzy at the expense of my faith?"I had to stop, write that question down and have pondered it since.
my knee jerk reaction is 'well, of course. it's the american way'
but then after chewing on it, i think my answer is still yes. but for a different reason.
originally i was thinking i'm like everyone else i know---too much to do, not enough time to do it and rest.
then i thought- no, it's what i'm spending my time doing that i should be focusedon. it's not that i drive Haley to and from everyhting. She does Ballet and her grandmother takes her- so that's not it.
My chief problem is my own priorities. cleaning the kitchen is THAT important to me- i like to get up in the morning and start my day with a tidy house, but esp a clean kitchen. i think i would begin twitching if it's weren't at least straightened, and no dishes in the sink.
but i've also long equated busyness with self-worth, or significance. they are not friends- my worth is not based on how much i do around the house, or how many events we are invited to/ attend.
I also know of too many 'gods' that occupy more of my mental time, than the God of all creation...TV and cleaning up has almost become my hobby- like Martha Stewart is really coming to my house...
Finally, i'm tired. no really, physically emotionally spiritually tired. If i kept my priorities in check, I would better spend my waking hours.
