October 30, 2013 BARCELONA, SPAIN
we can never give the same moment twice. nor can we have identical experiences. time is precious in this way. the more i give my time to, the more my heart is shown. time implies value even when we fail to value our time.
life is busy. some like busy. some strive to be busy. others rebel (or at least they try) and busy themselves with doing nothing. however, it is easy to fill time. whether we spend it frivolously or dedicate it to a cause it makes no difference. to give it away is something else entirely. to offer my time is to take 'me' out of it. release my standards and expectations and entrust them to another. to offer my time is to communicate that I believe another outside of myself is worthy of that which I think I own. i choose to hand over control-and concern- of the very thing I can argue is rightly mine. i give it away.
i find that my time is divided between me and the things or individuals that i love. it is easy to be busy here in Barcelona, with leadership responsibilities and schedules, meeting friends and serving ministries. it is easy to do nothing outside of those times, too. such a cycle is familiar, almost comfortable to me. a greenhouse for striving . or worse ...apathy. "your time with the Lord is your bread and butter" someone wrote me other day. and the more i thought about it the more i realized how much i had been neglecting my best friend. the one i get my life from. the one i say i live my life for. not purposely, but i had traded the value of being present for being effective. Sacrificing rather than surrendering.
Jeus is the best person i can give my time to. The minutes or hours i set aside for him in a day are never spent unwisely. every moment is always worth it, because he is worthy. and he says the same of me. one minute of my eyes being firmly fixed on his is enough for him to have gone to the ends of the earth for me. (for you too.)
It is my joy to spend time with you Jesus! Nothing and no one compares to the King of eternity, because he is the lover of my soul. He is the reason I have breath in my lungs. His passion gave me life and continues to sustain me. Even if he never did another thing for me...I would still say he is worthy of all glory, honor and praise. ..so how can I not respond with what I know i can give?
time is treasure that no longer belongs to me. i give it away freely, as freely as it was given to me. i give it back. joyfully.
