I’m a maker of lists. I’ve been personally and professionally swamped in the last couple weeks, so it’s beginning to feel like those lists rule my life — where is my list? Did I forget to put anything onto the list? Can I cross anything off yet? In all of the time I spend stressing over my lists and all the many “shoulds” hanging over my head, I’m afraid my time with God is reduced to a prayer before bed of, “Please help me get it all done!” (along with a list so God knows exactly what I need to get done, of course). And I’m ashamed to say that “Pray,” or “Read the Bible,” or “Ponder God” never makes it on to any of those lists. I’d like to say it’s because praying is as obvious a priority as eating, but I know it’s really because God feels like a luxury for when I have leisure, not the Ever-Present source of my strength and my ability and my many blessings.
Last night I wondered, “What does God care about whether I meet my deadlines or find cheaper health insurance?” And then I started to think about what God’s list for my day would look like. I think it would be something like this.
- Love God
- Love your neighbor
- Love yourself
- Love life
My prayer is that I’m able to honestly check a few items off God’s list every night, too — and be ready and willing to start with the list again the moment I wake up.