So, I was cleaning my cupboards yesterday, getting rid of just about everything in preparation for my move to Romania. And I came across an old can of coffee.
I’m not a big coffee drinker, but I sure was yesterday.
I may have OD’d on coffee.
But, man, did I get a ton of stuff done! I spent all day wrapping up odds-and-ends and getting things ready for Romania. I squared things away with my bank and the post office, cleaned out all the old food, unpacked the pile of stuff left out the camping trip, called a ton of kids to come pick up their lost-and-found items, sorted and packed all my stuff into bags for the plane, and so much more!
Although the twitching hands made delicate tasks difficult (no open-heart surgery for sure), the sheer ability of coffee to get stuff done was awesome! I couldn’t sit still.
So, yeah, I felt a little like a super hero yesterday.
And like a kid with ADHD.
I like to say that I work well under pressure, but really the truth is that I am a procrastinator. Big time. (In fact, I procrastinate my procrastinating. Errr…. Maybe not… I may have just confused myself.)
But here I am with 4 hours to get packed for the big camping trip I’m taking the boys on (starting this afternoon!), and I also have to figure out what stuff I’m bringing back go Green Bay for storing while I’m in Romania. That means I have to get my stuff packed so that my bags are all under 50 pounds.
I had planned to take care of all of this yesterday (my procrastination method), and that would’ve worked out fine. But when my church bought me Logos, a Bible study software, I was obligated to install it and then explore its vastness. Of course, installations never work right the first time, so I had a few issues there that I had to tackle. But by that time it was noon, and I had to get the house cleaned for our last CL meeting of the year (and my last one ever). And then I had to get supper ready. And counsel a student…. And after CL, I met with Seth and James to help them deal with some apartment renting issues…. And by that time it was almost 2 a.m.
So here I am with 4 hours (okay, now it’s 3 hours and 45 minutes) left to get stuff done.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll stop procrastinating.
Luke 5:15-16 tells us of the success of Jesus’ ministry in Israel: “The report of his power spread even faster, and vast crowds came to hear him preach and to be healed of their diseases. But Jesus often withdrew to the wilderness for prayer.”
Here he is, in the midst of a crazy busy ministry schedule, surrounded by people who are sick and dying and desperately in need of some help. And he’s the only one capable of meeting their needs. There’s pressure. There are deadlines. There are needs and wants and…. in the midst of it all, Jesus leaves. And he leaves often.
I have found myself in need of some wilderness time lately. I’ve been stressed from preparations for Romania, tired of working in the schools, worn out from ministering to people… and I need desperately to get to the wilderness, alone with God.
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I’ve been trying to post something every day, but the last few days have been just crazy. In a good way.
For starters, this has been a full week subbing. Counting when I head in today, it’ll be all five days. With preparing for Romania and then my normal ministry responsibilities and wanting to spend time with God, it became difficult to get on here.
Things have been good with subbing, though. I had a number of chances to talk to some of the staff about how I’ll be heading to Romania to work in missions. The conversations I had were all very encouraging. One of my biggest prayers, though, is that God would give me grace to use these conversations to spread the gospel. I want to do more than just inform; I want to share in a way that would bring conviction of sin and selfishness.
I think everyone needs to have a day every so often where they get out and do some good, hard physical labor. You gotta get good and dirty, sweaty, tired. Your muscles need to ache.
And you need to end the day looking back on your handiwork and say, “That’s what I did today. That’s why my muscles ache. That’s why I’m filthy. I did that.”
I was subbing for the 6th-grade US History class today and came across a pamphlet called “Sinti and Roma” put out by the United states Holocaust Museum. Since Romania is home to the second-largest population of Roma (aka “Gypsies”) in the world, I decided to take a quick read through it. (In case you weren’t aware, the Sinti are the particular Gypsy tribe living in western Europe and Roma are those living in the eastern parts of the continent.) With how much we talk about how the Holocaust affected the Jews, I was really shocked to read about the impact on the Gypsies as well.
I used to spend the first two hours of my day with God and the last two hours. It was awesome. I grew so much.
But then something happened. I got busy.
At first, I simply chose to wake up earlier than before, and oh how my spirit was satisfied.
But then I got tired. And busier. So I started staying up later working, and I quit getting up so early in the morning. I cut back on my time with God.