I mowed my grass this season for the first time. I didn’t want to however, my neighbor across the street mowed his. It looked so good and by comparison, made my lawn look sickly. So, now the Yelton landscape looks a little better. But you know, mowing grass is much like dusting furniture ... it shows improvement instantly, but almost as quickly, needs to be done again, and again.
Most of us are busy people. We’re moving at such a pace that we lose sight of why we got in the race in the first place. Jacques Ellul said, “Man has set out at a tremendous speed ... to go nowhere.” That resonates.
Not infrequently, I come home in the evening tired, even exhausted, without being able to point to one thing I’ve accomplished that genuinely matters. Yes, my time was exhausting, but not essential. I did no harm, but also missed opportunities for good.
Time, once spent, cannot be retrieved. So then, as we approach the beginning of Holy Week this coming Sunday, it makes sense that we enter the season a bit more aware, sober, focused on living well. At the end of the season, it will not be a blur. It will be an anchor, held in the crucified hands of our Risen Lord. “Lord, teach us to live more intentionally. Teach us the sacredness of each tick of the clock. Teach us the opportunity being with other believers brings. In Jesus Name, Amen.”