Just finished an article about recognising which urgent
interruptions are more important than what you are in the middle of doing. It’s
a tough one.
And that made me think about how I’m nearing the starting
blocks for another transatlantic flight, going home to visit my mom and
daughter. Limping home, still rather crippled by a bad back.
So I’m in the countdown and very much having to determine
what is urgent and what is important and chucking whatever doesn’t really need
doing. Finished the article – that was both urgent and important. Now to the
packing, which easily falls into both categories as well.
But then – there is fresh granola to be made and shopping to
be bought for Don while I’m away. He is quite capable of doing these things
himself, but this is where I put pressure on myself to try to minimise his
added chores while I am away.
Jesus once admonished a woman called Martha for complaining
that her sister Mary was just sitting around listening to what Jesus had to
say, leaving Martha to do all the work. He gently suggested that although there
was a lot to do, Mary had chosen to do what was most important. Get herself
right with God.
I need to remind myself of that lesson so often, when the
to-do list is long and apparently urgent but the time with God is what is
important.
Not so easy to do.
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