Mindless Activity

Bailey, my high-octane Jack Russell Terrier, loves to give in to the urge to dig up a shovel (which we continually bury to keep him entertained). It’s an old farmer’s shovel with a long handle. Bailey loves it, licks the metal part, and sometimes carries it around the yard, whining the whole time, until we go to the side yard to bury the shovel head so he can “dig it up” again.

It makes no sense to me. Why do the same thing over and over again when there is no real reward? It seems like such mindless activity—a total waste of time. (Actually, to Bailey, digging it up is the reward. It is his “work” for the day, and he never tires of the shovel exercise. But don’t let me lose the analogy here.)

I used to have a mindless activity of my own. I’d do the same thing over and over again when there was no real reward. It was a total waste of time. I’m talking about television. It’s not that I don’t watch TV anymore, but I sure am a lot more discerning about what I watch, and I certainly don’t waste hour after hour.

What made the difference? Two things. First, the older I get, the more I tend to think in terms of eternity. What will count? What will last? What will make a difference? Second, the more I grab hold of the passion of my life—which is to reach women of all ages to help them make wiser, more godly choices—the less time I have for mindless activities.

If you will make the choice to pursue your calling from God with passion and discipline, it will automatically change your activities.

1 comment:

Maggie said...

oh, this is too funny. But, ouch! I'm sorry he got bit by a scorpion. Sounds scary. Thanks for the post!

Maggie Paulus