Time is a currency I frequently struggle to make good use of. I have wasted many hours scrolling the internet reading meaningless dribble or watching programs and movies that have not done anything to improve my moral fiber. I have brushed off the subtle guilty feeling; always justifying it as a needed letdown from my busy schedule. “I work so hard. Why can’t I just relax?” I argue with myself.
Other times I have overbooked myself and squeezed out the important, quieter parts of the day. The onslaught of all the loud, flashy headlines that battle for my attention often crowd out the quiet moments that are meant to be savored and contemplated.
It seems as if there is always a line of priorities waiting to lay claim to my time. Many of these are good and worthwhile but they demand too large a chunk of time. I have volunteered for some worthy cause and neglected spending family time.
And where does my personal time with God fit in? It seems like too often, it is put on the back burner until I “have the time.” Too often, getting food cooked for dinner, changing a dirty diaper, or catching up on my favorite show push it into the “optional” category. How many times have I hurriedly read a Bible verse and said a generic prayer as I rushed out the door to meet the demands of the day?
If God, in all of His infinite magnitude, can be present and waiting for me to offer the slightest whisper, why can’t I make Him my first priority?
“Seek the Lord while He may be found, call upon Him while He is near” (Isaiah 55:6).
He is always waiting. I just need to make the choice to take the time.