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I spent a ton of time this weekend thinking about life questions like what do I value? What is really important to me? What matters to me?

The answer to these questions dictate the course of my life. These answers dictate my responses, actions, words, beliefs, hopes and time.

I don’t have an easy Rolodex of answers to these questions. If I am being most honest, Jesus hasn’t even been making it into my top five.

I feel the weight of him missing in me.

Luke states that, “for where your treasure is, there your heart will be.

So what matters to me? What do I value and find important?

I value people. I value the heart deeply. Trust so important to me. Caring for others, helping, encouraging, speaking truth, laughing, acting the fool, and enjoying myself.

However, I also find value in being self-sufficient, in control, loved, fighting hard for my heart, being listened to, believed in, being honest with, accepted, and offering something.

These lists are not bad. There is some great value in all of those things. They all can also be done apart, or valued apart, from God. That places more importance and dependence on others. God doesn’t have to be involved or even valued in that.

I am learning that without him value is cheapened, importance is lacking, and what matters feels a little more empty.

I want my value to what he values and thinks. I want God to be the most important and who matters the most. All else will be added.

Apart from him, there is too much pressure on myself  and everyone else to be all those things. Life is seriously lacking.

What do you value?

What is important to you?

What matters to you?

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Lately, I have been feeling busy. Too busy. I really don’t like being “busy.” For me, busy feels like a chaotic lifestyle. Busy seems to be the alternative answer to “how are you?” right after fine. We are a culture who is growing in busy. We like our busy. It has almost become a comfort zone.

Busy has taken on a status symbol in our culture. It seems that the more busy we are the more important we seem to be.

When did we start to value chaos?

This chaotic comfort zone reminds me of when I worked in foster care. I used to counsel kids, as well as  parents, about the comfort zone of chaos. Kids who had been removed from very unhealthy, and chaotic environments, would start to stir stuff up when placed in a calm home. You see when all you know is chaos, calm seems foreign and stressful. My kids would not know how to act in a loving home that provided stability and peace.

By nature we want comfort. We seek out our comfort zones. What if your comfort zone is unhealthy and chaotic?

It took a long time for my foster kids to make the transition to accepting that peace was okay. I feel like we are stuck in the same place of knowing chaos more than peace, and we are okay with that. We are tired more so than not. Stress owns more hours of our day then what is healthy.

Yesterday, I spent the whole day in my PJ’s watching movies. Some would say that’s a waste of a day. I know some people who would not be able to sit through an entire movie before they felt like they had to be doing something. Anxiety starts to build as the sense of relaxation sets in.

It is hard to listen and hear what is important if we enable life to be filled with noise just for the sense of feeling purposeful.

How do you hear God in the midst of chaos?

Why is “busy” so valued and so important to you?

 

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