This past Monday didn’t just represent the start of a new week for me but rather the beginning of a new life. When I wrote Monday’s post about the need for women to give ourselves permission to have ‘Me’ time, I didn’t realize just how much it would impact the days that followed.
Over the weekend, I noticed during a dinner with friends on Saturday and lunch with family on Sunday that my husband and I spoke an awful lot about how busy this season of our life has been. The hectic, breakneck pace of our lives have been overwhelming, we told them. We never seem to have enough time in the day, we bemoaned.
There is no doubt this has been a rough few months. And it’s undoubtedly been one of the busiest seasons of our lives. But -and it’s a huge but- I realized this weekend that we are a part of the problem.
Our words breathe life. God made it that way and no matter how hard we attempt to change that, it is what it is. Life and death are in the power of the tongue. And we were speaking fatigue into our lives.
What if our crazy, wacky, make-you-want-to-bury-your-head-in-the-sand kind of busyness was a result of us talking about how busy we are all the time? And what if verbalizing this single phrase, “There’s not enough time in the day,” was the very reason our days were falling short of the necessary waking hours.
Is it possible the reason there never seemed to be enough minutes in the day to complete our tasks was because we were making that so? There are 1,440 minutes in a day and I hadn’t been able to carve out 20 minutes a day to check in on friends and family (a goal I set a month ago). Really? What’s wrong with that picture? Everything.
So on Monday I proposed something to Keith, “Let’s not mention one time for the next two weeks how busy we are. Let’s only say, ‘I have enough time in my day to complete the tasks that are important for that day.’” Keith is one of the people who taught me about the power of words so the moment I mentioned this, he realized the importance of us making this change…immediately.
Life changing. Schedule altering. This week, I’ve taken time to sip tea each morning and read a little of Rick Warren’s, “What on Earth Am I Here For?” I’m feeling whole again. Keith and I aren’t spending our mornings talking about our hectic schedules. Instead we’re spending them looking at the boats that sail past our window and speaking words of affirmation into each other’s lives. We’re enjoying more time together and learning how to be okay with the undone.
And I must tell you, it’s been a wonderful week.
Question: What is a great lesson you’ve learned recently that is helping you better prioritize your life?
Until tomorrow…make it a great day!
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