A few weeks ago I did a post on Habakkuk, who sat on his hind-end and waited for God. I said in our society we don’t do a lot of waiting around at all. Even when we sit we have something in our hands that connects us to the outside world. Isn’t technology supposed to make our lives easier and less stressful? I want you to sit and think about something for a New York minute. Has it?
I mean, we are more busy now than we have ever been BECAUSE of technology. For those of you “older than the hills” like I am, do you remember the time when you were outside and you didn’t even know the phone was ringing with another opportunity for “fun.” Do you remember going on vacation and wondering what your friends back home were doing? What about going camping for the weekend with zero contact with the outside world? Thoughts about being unconnected are horrifying to some of us. We tend to think being unconnected is just shear lunacy! But life was kinda fun back then. The opportunities were just as good, but a lot less. You had to pick up the phone to invite someone over for dinner instead of shooting a text off to a gazillion different people.
It was kinda nice.
Sunday afternoons after church mom and I always went to the “barn” where she boarded her horse. Sometimes a friend went with me, but many times it was just me and mom. She rode the horse. I played with the dogs and the cats, got an ice-cold twelve ounce bottled coke out of one of those wall machines (where you had to pull the coke out by hand), and literally just “hung out” all day. There was a lot of time for thinking, and there was plenty of time for prayer, because the world just stopped for six hours. I mean, it literally stopped.
We don’t have that today – at all.
A few Saturday’s ago at the DiCenzo house was loads of fun, but it was busy, with three different parties to attend. My son Dak, at the end of the day said, “That was the best day ever!” Job well done, mom!
But the next day, do you know what I had planned? The fair was in town. We had to go. Geez, it was the last day! I felt pressure to get there, to show Dak another good time.
So, I told him after church, “Give me a few hours to get some stuff done, and then we can go to the fair. You want to go right?”
“No,” he said. “I want to stay home.”
What? There are roller coasters and ferris wheels and cotton candy at the fair! I told him so. He shrugged.
“I like to stay home too.”
I was stunned, shocked, and a little put off. I mean, he didn’t want to go to the fair with me! The nerve! But inside, I was a little grateful. I was tired. I wanted to stay home too. I just thought . . .
Well, we stayed home, and we had the best day. We played ping-pong, walked around the block, talked to a few neighbors, and invited a new neighborhood kid over to just “hang out.”
I say all that to say this. Most of us have a lot on our plate. I feel very convicted lately to get the excess off so we can enjoy the main dish. God has a plan for your life, and He has a plan for mine (Jer. 29:11). If we load too much on our plate, we won’t see what it is God really wants us to focus our time on.
Just like Habakkuk, we gotta get away to hear Him. Just like Dak, sometimes too much “fun” can be too much.
I think many of us just don’t like saying “no.” I mean, if one friend invites us here, and other there, we want to do both – because we like both friends. So we end up doing both, and then we miss the main dish God has prepared.
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1
Sometimes that season or day or moment is “fun” and other times that season or day or moment is “rest.”
So, this is my prayer. . .
Dear Daddy, send the Spirit to punch me in the face if I’m doing too much. I don’t want to miss out on the main dish! Jesus take the wheel!
Daddy knows what your day should look like even before you get up (Psalm 139:16). Follow His lead. My DARE this week is to weed out the what you need to weed out even if those “weeds” are apples (good things that you are not supposed to be doing). Plant what you need to plant even if those plants seem dead (things that may appear unfabulous that God is telling you to do). If Daddy’s hand gets ahold of them, they are going to sprout some amazing fruit. He knows what you need to weed out and keep in – trust Him.
It’s time to get back to the barn.
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