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Thursday, January 12, 2006

Time

TODAY'S QUOTE:

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them...

~ Jim Croce (Time in a Bottle)

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Why is it that there's never enough time to do the things I want to do?  It seems like my days are running into each other at a very alarming rate.  I am extremely busy, but cannot seem to find anything to cut out of my schedule.

I work from home three days, 20-25 hours a week.  It's a great job with a publishing company -- writing, editing, managing projects.  It stretches me every week. -- and the money is very good.  I also work from home as an administrative director for a property management company, and for the youth ministry our family serves.  That ministry takes at least 10-15 hours out of my seven-day-week, but I love it!  It's the most fulfilling job I have.  And then, of course, there are the "managing my home" duties of laundry, meals, shopping, taxi-ing children.  My teenagers homeschool themselves, with just lesson plans and administrative supervision from mom.  Plus, we're slowly, but surely packing to move across town.

I guess I can see how busy has invaded my life.  I try to counteract it by spending time each morning in the Word of God and in prayer.  I enjoy my days for the most part, unless stress attacks me.  But I long for the freedom I used to have, to spend my days being creative, or feeding my soul on a thick, wonderful novel, or writing more in my xanga.  Wish I didn't have to sleep.  :-)

I have learned, over the years, that I require a significant amount of alone time, down time, to feed my mind, and soul on great literature, or on creating something beautiful.  When I get that "me" time, I am much more productive, much happier, and much nicer to others.  :-)  I am great at multi-tasking. I perform well under pressure.  But there comes a time when I have to retreat into my room, or at least into my mind, and nourish myself.  I know I am in a very busy season, but I find myself dreaming of a vacation, with my feet in the ocean, and the sun on my shoulders, no plans or demands except enjoying my family, and then sending them off to sight-see so I can be alone.

I tend to think we all need some time to nourish ourselves.  Recreation for the purpose of RE-creation.  Maybe we require different amounts of alone time, but don't we all need a break once in a while?  If you could do it today -- pack your bags or simply lock  your doors -- how would you unplug from the busy and take time to feed your soul?

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