Taking the Time
Time is money. We know this. We have heard it most of our lives.
We have seen it in action. A doctor who has to see dozens of patients in a day to pay high insurance premiums, a lawyer offering legal advice to as many defendants as the court system can handle or a single mom working two jobs to feed four kids will all tell you that time is money.
So the idea of stopping long enough to spend time with God, when we can’t see Him, often can’t hear Him and who doesn’t always answer our prayers the way we would like, is sometimes asking more than we are willing to give. After all, time is money, and if we have enough money, everything else will run smoothly in our lives. Right?
How much is enough? For one of the wealthiest men in history, John D. Rockefeller Sr., it was “Just a little bit more.”
But we’re not really talking about money here; we’re talking about time.
Where do we spend most of our time, our quality time? Is it possible to invest in time and reap the dividends like a savings account or stock portfolio? I bring this up now because I’ve been spending a lot of my time lately fighting the clock.
There are people in my life, people I love, who need my help, people who want things, projects on deadline, a house to clean, laundry in piles, dogs to feed, horses covered in cockleburs, holidays coming quickly and I can’t seem to stop long enough to do the one thing that would actually save me some time, if I would just take the time.
The go-to quote, in times when I need more time, comes from a friend’s grandmother. I’ve shared it before.
“Now you come on and get up out of that bed.
You know any time you give to God, he will give it back to you”
~Myrtle Alexander, 83
It’s so true! But it still didn’t get me out of bed any earlier. I was already getting up before the sun. However, a couple of days ago, I forced myself to try and re-focus on what God wants. I prayed every time I realized I wasn’t praying, or hadn’t prayed, or really didn’t want to pray. It didn’t get any easier. I still didn’t feel His presence, or see any signs of the stress lifting from the load I chose to carry. One of the biggest projects I’ve ever encountered was coming up on its first deadline. I needed time a lot more than I needed money, although, money was sort of the reason I needed time. So, I kept going before God. I kept waiting for a breakthrough. And still nothing was happening. I did notice my husband taking extra care to keep the kitchen clean.
Like a tiny little ray of hope darting out from behind a clump of ominous clouds, things seemed different.
The project made deadline, the dogs were fed, the horses brushed, there was extra time to spend a couple of days with my Dad, and a significant holiday gift just popped up while I was out doing routine shopping; and it was a fraction of the price I would have expected to pay at Christmas. When I quit running around chasing the clock, God reminded me of all that had been done, and then, He just gave me this post.
What about you? How are you spending your time? Who is getting the most time? Does God get any time? Or is time just money?
“Therefore let us draw near with confidence to the throne of grace, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.”
I have often heard the story of Rockefeller’s money comment and just assumed it was associated with greed. But when I read about his life, I discovered he was a believer, tithed from the very beginning… and the more money he got, the more he gave away. In that case, how much would be enough? A little bit more!