So Much to Do, So Little Time

And God saw the light, that it was good; and God divided the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness He called Night. So the evening and the morning were the first day (Genesis 1:4, 5 NKJV)

“There are not enough hours in a day”—I hear this phrase all the time and my immediate thought is: that is the most bizarre statement I have ever heard. To say that 24 hours is little for everything we ought to do is basically saying God could have done better where time is concerned.

The last few months have taught me a handful on the importance of time and the degree of its value in my personal as well as social life. “We make time for the things we really want to do,” a friend of mine once said. I couldn’t agree more! If it is that important, we will go out of our way to accomplish it. I reckon one of the reasons why we make such thoughtless assertion is because we hardly take the time to effectively pen out our day. Other times it may also be because we take on more than we can execute.

Needless to say, this is not to be disputed with the fact that there are endless issues able to intrude with even the most distinctively planned day. Scriptures reveal: “a man’s heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps” (Proverbs 16:9 NKJV) If God says no, then try as we may, we will find ourselves going around in circles trying to bring certain aspirations to pass. Yet I also believe we often make excuses we can resolutely overcome.

The most successful men/women of our time implement work ethics that bear incredible results in the very same amount of hours. 24. Two-Four. It is a matter of an adamant state of mind to use every minute of every day to their advantage that isolates the triumphant from the mundane. “Time waits for no man,” is a more accurate report. These days it seems as though it is escaping us, and before we realise it, we have 7 months to begin what should have been established from the very launch of the New Year.

God requires us to give an account of everything He gives us; resources, opportunities and time alike, and as cliché as it may sound, it really is up to us to make it count.

A Newness of Life

This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun! (2 Corinthians 5:17 NLT)

I came to a decision that I needed to start my blog over. Delete everything I once had up & make a new beginning, in the same manner that my bedroom required renovation.

My family & I relocated to a lovely house in the outskirts of London just over 13 months ago at an extremely difficult period in our lives. Everything happened so fast, I hardly made the time to make my room ‘mine’. It was plain, some—if not most—of my things were still packed & I quite frankly lacked the motivation to implement the changes I envisioned. That was until last night.

I concluded that laying in bed pondering the ways in which I could amend my personal space for the better was clearly not effective; I needed to be active, more hands on, in order to see the fruits of my labour. I spent the entire evening rearranging furniture and throwing away everything that would no longer be of use to me. Although worn out by the time it all came to a satisfactory state, I knew I finally obtained more than 50% of the room I dreamt of.

Similarly, action is required through faith. For the last few months God has been testing my words and promises to Him. If I said I would spend more time in the Word rather than watching Basketball Wives, my spirit would instantly become restless if I did the latter instead. The things that I prioritise are generally challenged by God. Have I been found diligent in my tried times? I can only pray so!

It is crucial that the words of my heart reflect His desire for me or else it is all in vain. By the same token is it essential that the appropriate actions follow suit anything I speak. I found that I have often prayed for a pure heart, yet moments after my ‘so be it’, I would entertain those very longings I’ve asked God to deliver me from. Not OK! It isn’t enough for me to cry out for the transplant if I’m going to keep searching for the old heart, mind and its counterfeit logic.

Likewise, it wasn’t enough for me to picture my bedroom a more spacious environment while I held on to the past and redundant. I am relishing in this newness! The blank canvas that is metaphorically both my bedroom and life are to be immersed completely into the things of God.