November 6, 2012

If Only There Were More Hours in the Day


“What very mysterious things days were. Sometimes they fly by, and other times they seem to last forever, yet they are all exactly twenty-four hours. There’s quite a lot we don’t know about them.”  ~Melanie Benjamin, Alice I Have Been, 2010


I’ve decided this word clearly defines my daily frustrations.

I am not necessarily stressed out. Overwhelmed. Anxious. These feelings are merely results of human limitation.

To be perfectly raw, I’ve made an idol out of accomplishment and have desecrated my God-given humanness.

Counting Time

Yesterday I made an offhanded comment about changing the amount of hours in a day. I had just come out of a meeting with my Administrator and a Marketing Expert with yet another wave of overwhelming emotion. Each meeting, each day reveals more changes… more edits… more clarification. I was walking out of the meeting annoyed at having to rethink one more aspect of my business. The Marketing Expert, sensing my fatigue and feeling badly that she somehow added to it (when all she did was help me tremendously), asked if I was going to be alright.

I shot off these words with a flip of my hand, “Yeah… everything will be just fine if I could make each day last 40 hours instead of 24.”

What a stupid thing to say.

That’s what God said to my brain while reminding me that it wouldn’t make any difference. I would still exhaust myself. I would still choose too much to do. The only difference would be that I would work 32 hours a day instead of 16 hours.

God's Time

As I think on the statement I made, now a day later, I can’t believe how ridiculous it sounds. Yo, God! You messed up the days. You weren’t thinking clearly when you gave us only 24 hours.

Arrogant. Blasphemous.

Someone needs to go get the paddle and spank my sorry, limited behind.

And spank me God did! This morning. Over morning devotionals with The Teacher.

He said, “I was just reading about consciously offering thanks to God seven times a day as suggested in Psalm 119:64. This devotional suggests that one of those seven times should take place late in the afternoon when we feel worn out from a long day. We should praise God for our limitations!”

“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness’ “ (2 Corinthians 12:9).

I should praise God that I am limited because in my limitation his greatness will be made known!

Forgive me, Father. I have tried to add hours to your otherwise perfectly created “day.” I have communicated through my frustrations and stress that you made a mistake in creating me with extreme limitations. I have shrunk the concept of Sabbath to a day instead of a mindset when I constantly push past my ability to function within my own humanness.

When I feel guilty for not getting “everything done,” that guilt is not Spirit prompted.

That is pride and self-sufficiency frustrated with limitation.

Human I am. Human, I will always be…

How about you (human)? How do you deal with a limited amount of time?

Photo cc by bethan on Flickr.

Originally Published: November 6, 2012
Category: Christian Living
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