This week, in great detail (13/30)
Busy Bee -best viewed in large size, a photo by lapideo on Flickr.
How do you measure time?
Will it be in seconds, minutes or in hours? Will you measure it in daylights or sunsets? Will you count it in cups of coffee or in books? Or will you measure it using your laughter, tears and moments of compassion? What about the times for laughter and strife?
I prefer to count my weekdays through accomplishments. Sometimes I'm so busy that I've got a distorted sense of time. It's definitely because of my impossible effort to maintain my schoolwork and my job. I've got classes in the mornings and work in the evenings. It's an accomplishment for me if I manage to get through a day without breaking down. I thank God because He's blessed me with such high energy and enthusiasm! A good long prayer is more soothing than a good night's sleep or more energizing than a quick shot of coffee.
Or I can say that my week is counted through hours. Time management is important. I've always got an eye on the clock, counting minutes and seconds. I'm always mentally calculating how much time is wasted or how much time is used for productive work. That means ten hours at work and two hours at school. It leaves me with eight hours for sleep. If I've got some free time like now, I use it to write or to read. I've got very little time left for myself so I learned to cherish what I have. Sometimes, I wish that I've got all the free time in the world to indulge my whims but I always take it back. I know that I won't exchange my schedule for anything. Maybe someday I'll definitely log off and drop off the face of the earth to really relax but that's called a well-deserved vacation. As of now, I'm going to cherish my busy workdays because it's what fuels me to do better.
We can also say that my weeks are used up for caring for my family and friends. Even though I do have an occasional day-off, I still use it to help out my family in terms of chores like cleaning the house and looking after Neil and taking charge of the more mundane chores. I rarely have time to just sit down, relax and stop being so damn overproductive! (I wish I'm not so good at multi-tasking. It makes it hard for me to focus and enjoy the moment.)
Don't get me wrong. I am grateful to God because He makes everything seem so easy. But I will be more grateful if I can learn the secret of enjoying the moment and not speeding things up. If I can actually shed some unnecessary tasks in my schedule then I can have more time for Him too. Oh well. I'm not perfect. I still have plenty of things to learn when it comes to time management.
If I could choose how I can count my time on earth, I'd like to count it through how many jokes I've shared with my friends or many tears I've shed. I'll count it through the books that I've read, the words that I've written or the prayers that I've said. Perhaps I'll count it in the sighs, the smiles or the moments that mattered. Every week is special because it carries something new. Every day is wonderful because it's a present to you. That's just how it is. I cannot contain the wonders of my week in just a single blog post.
God knows. He always knows what we're doing anyway. God reveals what He knows best. In due time. :)