There is enough craziness going on that could drive us insane; there is enough brokenness in this world that could dip us into deep depression – I believe that we all could use a safe place to lick our wounds and heal, to chill and collect our thoughts, or to just unwind and be ourselves. Nobody runs on steroids 24/7 without paying the price at some point. We need room to breathe. Actually, this is where weekends come in handy. A 7-day-week with one day set aside to step out of the box of busyness is a great concept, isn’t it?
Like any great concept, we might agree to it in theory, but in all reality it is tempting to be always busy. Life is demanding. It is up to us to periodically step away from life’s cracking whip and draw the line in the sand. We have to make a concerted effort. The place of safety does not fall into our lap. Like any hotel room, we need to book this place in advance. If our calendar is full we still need to block out that little time window we need for ourselves.
Personally, I relish in the rush of productivity; I enjoy being active and love it when God inspires my heart with His kind of prompting as the day wears on. However, we have a different kind of access to God when the curtains fall and productivity is out of the picture. If we are missing out on our downtime, we will be missing out in our productive times. Simply put, we won’t be as productive anymore. Just as lack of sleep leads to fatigue, lack of alone time with God eventually dries us out. We need God; we cannot help it. This is how we are wired.
Meet God in your pajamas and you will meet him in your business suit. If we call on him habitually, it comes more natural to us to pray when there is an emergency. We all need His love, but we especially need Him when we are broken. It is good to remember that His love never fails.
Give Him the time of day and you’ll have the time of your life.