I can’t possibly get done all I’d like to in any given day. This has been going on for years and it’s a few years past frustrating.
I have two half-written blogs that I can’t seem to find time to finish. I have a bunch of half-read books collecting dust and a bunch of others I haven’t even started. I have a half-completed Final Fantasy adventure on my DS and plenty of Web design books I need to crash through for our redesign project at work. I haven’t even scratched the surface of the 600 page administrative guide to the new Web management software we’re deploying. We launch in about 3 months.
I have a camera full of pictures from the past two weekends’ travels. Christmas and birthday shopping is not yet complete. I again didn’t write a Christmas letter, something I did my second year out of college and would like to do every year. I have two personal assessment/development worksheets that I need to go through that will take four or five hours each whenever I find the time.
Season 5 of 24 was awaiting me when I got back from Virginia, but I haven’t dared start to watch it because I knew I wouldn’t have time. Speaking of Virginia, I’ve wanted to e-mail those I was able to spend time with while I was there and let them know how good it was to see them again, but I haven’t gotten around to doing that yet.
I’m supposed to be pursuing God’s call for my life and finding out what He wants me to be offering our church body and the community of Albion. I have ideas and things I think would be really great. But I don’t seem to find time to do any of them. I don’t invest enough time in preparing for or developing the small group I lead. And I’m still not getting enough sleep or exercising enough or spending enough time praying and reading the Word.
And then I’m reminded that we make time for the things we feel are important. And I feel bad.