This week I slept too late, only ran twice, missed a deadline at work, ate ice cream with Reece's on top and didn't do laundry. Guess what? I woke up this morning and the sun was still shining. I stress about these small things in life that don't mean squat.
Thursday night as I sat in front of my computer screen at work slaving over a project that will eventually end up in someones garbage can, I thought about my husband who had already been home for hours. I thought "is this project worth more than him?" I concluded, that it wasn't. I left and didn't finish the "important" project. But what would it have really mattered if I had finished it? Slave and neglect my husband for a measly "good job" (at best)? I question if stressing and meeting this world's deadlines is really working for "the Glory of the Lord?" I think not.
I'm not saying have a "so what" attitude because that doesn't Glorify God at all, but there is a point when you have to question weather the time and attention you give something is really worth it.
At the end of my life I don't think I'll look back and kick myself for not making a deadline, if anything I'll probably look back and think I should have devoted more time to the things in this life that really matter, (God, Husband, Family, Friends, serving others, etc.)
I'm beginning to learn that the things we make the most of, usually aren't the things that matter the most.
Just some thoughts after a long week. :)
