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The Least Possible Will Not Meet The Requirements

Sometimes we do the least possible to meet the requirements or demands. 

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Some people are more prone to this than others, but inside all of us there is probably an area of our lives where we do the bare minimum. 

I remember a time when our son was in a church kids’ program where the kids got rewarded for memorizing Bible verses. Each week he sat down with an adult to recite the verse or verses he’d learned that week.

One evening I was helping him with his verses. He was learning the verse but before he had really mastered it, he said to me, “That’s good, Dad.”

I commented, “What do you mean, ‘that’s good’? You don’t know the verse well enough yet.” 

His reply was immediate: “Well, I make sure I tell my verse to so-and-so and she likes me. I get three helps and I can do it with three helps.” 

“Wow!”, was all I could come up with.

My son knew what it would take to get his reward and he was not going to do any more than that.

He’s not the only one. We all have propensity to do the minimum to get or meet the grade, the requirement, the standard.

There have been instances when I had to present something at a meeting and hadn’t spent much time working on it. I looked at what I could present and, though it wasn’t complete, I was able to give enough information to bide me enough time to complete the assignment for the next meeting. 

I’m pretty sure we’ve all been there at one time or another. 

I guess what bugs me is not those isolated times where we are in a pinch and just need to get by. What bugs me are those who live their life by this code and, on a daily basis, will do the least possible to meet the requirements.

I think my garbage man is that kind of guy.

Each week we put our compost bin out to the curb. So often some of what I put out gets left behind. 

In the winter it’s not the end of the world because stuff stays frozen. But now that the warmer weather is here, that bin can get quite smelly because our compost consists solely of kitchen scraps. 

It’s just Lily and I at home so we usually only have a couple of small bags in our compost bin. I couldn’t figure out how the guy could not get it all each week. They have hooks on their trucks to turn those bins upside down and dump everything out of them.

But each week there is a bag left at the bottom of the bin. 

This week I watched the guy and now I know. 

He opened the lid, stuck his hand in the bin and took out the first bag he could reach. He would have needed a longer arm to get the bag at the bottom. … But it’s faster than using the truck’s hooks.

Technically he took the compost, but he didn’t get it all. He did the least possible.

Here’s the thing: There are some people who believe they can do the least possible with God. They might say, “I try to do good things”, or “I prayed a prayer”, or “I believe in Jesus”. But without following Christ with your whole heart, you are merely doing the least possible to meet the requirements. The thing is God knows it all; we don’t fool Him. Put your faith in Christ and follow Him with your whole heart. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Prioritize Or You Will End Up Picking Up The Pieces

We sometimes underestimate the time little tasks take and, therefore, fail to prioritize them.

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Maybe it’s just me but, when I’m not working on a significant project, I’m easily pulled away from the secondary work I have to get done. 

This week I didn’t have to write a sermon, which is normally a major weekly project. For that, I am pretty protective of my time and I manage it through the week. 

I don’t know what it is but, when I don’t have a major anchor like a sermon to structure my week around, I’m not as protective of my time. 

It’s like a high school kid on summer vacation. He wakes up every morning and his parents give him a bunch of things they want him to do before they get home from work. Any plans or ideas of what he wanted to do now come under the new assignments he’s been tasked with.

This past week’s disaster is mostly my fault; I just needed to guard my time better. 

Someone called and needed help with something. I was only working on little tasks so I left what I was working on to help them get their task done. 

That happened two or three times this week, and because I felt like I had some extra time, I also worked on a couple of other things I had not planned on. 

We’ve all seen jugglers who have about five balls in the air and then get someone to throw another ball into the air for them. Often they incorporate that extra ball into their routine seamlessly. 

But there are times when the ball that gets thrown in arrives too high or low or too hard. When that happens, the juggler doesn’t just miss or drop that extra ball. All the balls he has circling in the air also get dropped. 

The balls scatter.

That’s how I felt at the end of my week. I still had a bunch of little details and tasks to do that were all scattered around me.

When I was in high school, we liked to see how many pennies we could catch. 

… Remember those things? 5 pennies were equal to a nickel, and 100 of them made a dollar – I mean a loonie.

We would bring one arm up and rest the back of our hand on our shoulder so we could stack a pile of pennies on our forearm just before our elbow. 

Then we would snap our arm forward and catch the pile of pennies in our hand. We got up to catching 20, 30, even 40 or more pennies in as many as 4 piles on our forearm.

You had to snap your arm forward really fast to catch all those stacks of coins. But if you missed, you had pennies flying everywhere. (Don’t try this at home, kids.)

Today, I’m picking up pennies – I mean, tasks – that I just didn’t give the priority to that they required. 

Here’s the thing: When you don’t prioritize God in your life, there will be other things and other people that fill your day and keep you from having much or any time with God. When that happens, your life will tend to be a little scattered. You will lose the directional focus you need.

That’s Life!

Paul

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It’s Too Quiet For My Own Good

Is it possible for an environment to be too quiet to be helpful?

It's too quiet for my own good

I asked myself this question the other day because I’ve been working alone now for about seven months. I’m wondering if I’m too alone.

Some people like noise and can focus and concentrate even when they are surrounded by all kinds of sounds and activities. For me, that just wreaks havoc with my ADD. With every little sound, voice or music – especially music – I turn to look.

I’ve tried working in a coffee shop. There is something about the general noise level that makes any specific sound indistinguishable … but I still get distracted. 

I work best when there is no noise, nothing to distract me from what I’m working on.

With even the faintest sound of instruments or base beat, I find myself tapping my feet and getting lost in the melody or rhythm. 

So when COVID shut our office down, it was the perfect place for me to go to study. 

There were no taps on the door, no chatter in the foyer, no whirl of machines. It was silent. 

I liked it … at least for a while. 

Now I’m not so sure I like it being as quiet as it is. Even a mouse might be a welcomed sound.

I know that I still need things quiet when I study, but when the quiet goes on for too long, it can become a discouragement. 

Maybe there is a sense of quiet loneliness that creates a want for something, someone, anything to break the silence for a little while. 

The silence is so dominant that it has actually reversed its appeal. 

If the only thing you can hear is your own tinnitus, it’s too quiet.

I know that some people put on white noise to go to sleep … maybe I need some white noise in my day. 

I could turn on a fan in another room and let it oscillate back and forth. I’m just afraid that after an hour of that I might find myself trying to guess when the fan is moving from left to right or right to left. 

I once had an assistant in the office beside mine who studied best with music on in the background. That used to drive me nuts. 

I got him to turn it down when I studied, but he had a subwoofer that I swear sounded like it was touching the wall between us. All I could think of was boom … boom boom … boom … boom boom. 

I sometimes went to another room to study because I couldn’t concentrate.

I don’t want that noise, but maybe if I just knew there was some activity in the building it would be enough to give me a sense of being around others. 

I’m not sure what the answer is, but I’m going to have to start trying something.

Here’s the thing: Sometimes our quiet time can be so silent that we don’t hear from God.  You’ve probably experienced that at some point. You read the Bible, you pray and when you get up, there has only been a one-sided exchange of thoughts and words. It might not be that it is too quiet, it might be that you have not quieted your mind and heart enough to be able to receive anything from God. Find the right balance of quiet by clearing your mind of your agenda and purposefully listening for a respond or quiet impression that enters your senses. Once you’ve experienced it, you will want to create that kind of quiet every day. Listen for the Lord.

That’s Life!

Paul

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My Days Are Getting Longer

The best part of early spring is how the days just keep getting longer and longer.

My Days Are Getting Longer

One thing I really like after the time change is how much later it stays light out in the evenings. It’s a big deal for me. 

For people who lived before there was electricity, they must have been ecstatic. They had so much more time to do things, to get things done. During one part of the year they would be shutting things down around 5 pm, but as the days got longer they could extend their work to 7 or 8 pm and later.

I remember when we lived in Edmonton and in the summer we could still be on the golf course at 10 pm! 

There were, however, some downsides … like when we ran summer camps. We wanted to end each day with a camp fire, but there is something lost when you’re sitting around the fire with the sun still high in the sky! 

Though the daylight is now extending later, I’m finding that my days are getting longer as well.

During this time when people are working from home, some not working at all, and others practicing self-isolation or forced isolation, there is less work being accomplished. 

More and more stores and businesses are restricting hours or closing their doors altogether. 

There is less that we can do. The normally busy parents, chauffeuring their children from one club or activity to another, have all stopped. 

For many people their days of work and activity are less. The light is increasing, but we have more time on our hands. … But that’s not what I’m experiencing right now. 

As the sun-filled skies linger longer into the evening, I find that my work is keeping pace with the ever-increasing light of day.

Some of the reasons my days are getting longer is that I’m having to learn new things right now to address the current COVID-19 conditions we are facing. 

There are also a number of different tasks or jobs I’m having to add to my day. 

I’m feeling a little like a green garbage bag. You know, there is always a little more you can stuff into one of them … the plastic stretches to make room.

It’s a huge contrast to when I’m on vacation. On vacation, I get up and decide what the one big thing is that I will do that day – maybe go to the beach, or hike a trail to a hidden lake. Everything else in the day then supports that main activity in one way or another. 

Right now, unfortunately, I need to make sure my list is constantly in front of me and that it is up-to-date so I don’t miss something important. 

Right now, all I know is that there is a part of me that wishes the days were getting shorter.

Here’s the thing: Whether your days are getting longer or have been shortened for the time being, be sure that on your list for each day is time with God. It is easy to get busy with work or busy with other things. At this time especially, don’t neglect time with God … and pray that He puts a halt to the coronavirus. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: How will you make sure God is a big part of your day at this time? Leave your comments and questions below.

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I Will Catch Up This Week

I am playing catch up this week, and it feels pretty good.

Catch up this week

Some people are naturally able to stay on top of most things in their lives; others always seem to be falling behind.

The other day I was wondering if there were outward signs to identify which category people fall into. Like, for instance, when you see a car that has a foot of snow on its roof and it hasn’t snowed in two days, that might be a sign that the owner doesn’t stay on top of his work. 

… Or the person who has a snow covered car, except for half of the front windshield on the driver’s side – that might tell you that the owner also doesn’t take the time to clear his desk at the end of the work day.

That method might not be a consistent telltale sign because I don’t do either of those snow abominations, yet I do find myself falling behind in the work before me.

This week I had some time in my schedule to catch up on things that have been building up on my desk.

Those things are mostly paper, but represented in that paper are actions that I need to take, responses I need to make, suggestions I need to consider, and requests I need to say “no” to. How all this manifests itself is in paper strewn over my desk.  

What happens to me is that I keep up with the duties that are before me, but when there is no clear path forward on an item, that paper can settle in a pile. I will need to do something to address that item, but I don’t need to do it “now” as I have other things I feel are more pressing. 

So “later” becomes the go-to for these demands that don’t have a date or time attached to them. 

They’re nebulous and the paper on my desk becomes this clutter that collects together … much like the problem we have with plastic gathering together in the oceans. The plastic enters the ocean separately but somehow, over time, it is attracted to other plastic and they gather in large ocean garbage patches.

This is exactly what happens on my desk. Each piece of paper is placed on my desk in a specific spot, entirely independent of any other paper that might be there already. 

But, over time – in a much shorter time than the garbage in the ocean – it accumulates and forms piles that spread out and begin to take over the entire surface of my desk. I then have to sift through the paper and deal with each piece. 

I did this yesterday and, I have to say, my desk is looking really good and completely free of paper. 

Now my biggest concern is how to keep that paper from coming back. That question I haven’t solved.

Here’s the thing: In our lives we can clean up really well, get our acts together, correct wrongs, make  amends. We can restore and repair relationships. We can do right things. But like the paper on my desk, how do we keep our lives clean? We might have a plan that works for a while, but old habits and patterns tend to sneak up on us. We find the same messes start to pile up like they did before. Our only hope for cleaning our lives and keeping them clean is God. He makes us clean when we receive Christ’s sacrifice for our mess. He then keeps us clean by giving us power through the Holy Spirit to make wise decisions. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Some Work Is Never Done

It seems like some people’s work is never quite done. It’s like they always have just a little more work to do.

When you were a child and you wanted your parents’ attention, they often had some work to do first. For a child who has so much time on his or her hands, a parent’s work appears to never end. 

Over the last number of years I have found myself in the situation of having work to do when others are all finished. It’s not because I am a slow worker or thinker, it’s because I’ve served as a secretary on a number of committees. 

For more years than I want to count I have served as the secretary on a district committee for my denomination.  

I don’t mind taking notes; I like trying to capture the gist of the conversations and the action of the committee. But when I type out those last words, “adjourned”, into the minutes, that only really applies to the other committee members. I still have more work to do.  

That’s the part that’s hard. They start packing up their computers, and saying their good byes while I have a little more work to do, cleaning up the minutes so they are in order. 

About a year ago, I finished that role and had thought that that would be the last time I would be a secretary for that committee, or any other for that matter. 

But I recently got a call, asking if I’d be willing to be a secretary at our denomination’s national conference. My first answer came out of my mouth quickly – no hesitation, no indecision. 

I said “no”. 

It was a short conversation after that. But when I hung up the phone, I began to think about my answer and whether it should have been my answer.  

I started to have second thoughts that maybe it was something I should do. … It only took me about a week and a half to decide that I should at least let someone know I would be willing to do the job. 

In that week and a half, considering the numerous people the denomination would be able to contact, they should have been able to fill the three needed secretarial positions. 

But for some reason I just knew that, when I contacted them, I was going to get the nod. 

Sure enough, just as I thought, I was placed on the team. 

So I took on a job where there is always just a little more work to do.

When the business sessions were over, and delegates went for breaks, my team and I had a little more work to do. 

When we were finished for the day, and it was time to go, I had a little more work to do back at the hotel. 

On the last day of the conference, when the last session was about to begin, I had a little more work to do. 

I’m flying home now from the conference, but when I get there, I’ll still have a little more work to do. Well … at least it seems like it.

Here’s the thing: As much as it seems like we have a little more work to do, it is actually true for God. He is always working. If you are a follower of Christ, be glad that God is always working in you and for His purposes to be worked out in you. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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A New Take On “Take Your Kid To Work” Day

The other day was like “take your kid to work” day only flipped around.

I was visiting my son last week and one day I went in to see where he works. Mike’s told me a lot about his work, but I wanted to put a picture to what I was hearing. I wanted to see his working world and the people he works with.

It wasn’t just like “take your kid to work” day; I didn’t go into work with him. Mike starts at 5 am and there was no way I was going to go in that early!

I drove over later in the morning but, as I made my way, I couldn’t help but think about the times I took my kids to work.

Some time when they were each in junior high, I took Karlie and Mike to work with me. I set up my day to let them see a variety of things that I do.

I gave them some work to do while I studied, and we went out for lunch … which I remember was a big hit – one of the highlights of the day. I took them with me when I made some visits, and we did some work together on a project I had on the go.

I think both of my kids had a fun day coming to work with me. It certainly was different from their school work and they got to see firsthand some of what I do rather than just hear about it.

That’s what was nice about going into Mike’s workplace. I got to see firsthand what he does and where he does it.

I got a tour of the plant, met some of the people he supervises and some others he works with.

After I had seen the place and met pretty much everyone who was there at the time, it was almost lunch.

He took me to a lunch spot that he’d been to before and we had a nice meal together … although interrupted by a work call that I could tell was going to change his afternoon plans.

On the way back to his office, we made plans to meet up after work. I then left for a business appointment of my own that I needed to make in the area.

As I drove away, I was really glad I had gone in to see Mike at work, to see him in his environment and meet the people he works with. It gave me context for when he talks about his job.

I’m really proud of what he does and what he’s accomplished so far in his career.

There was just one thing that was exacting the same as when I took Mike to work back when he was in junior high … I still paid for lunch.

… Some things take longer to flip over than others. But I wouldn’t trade it.

Here’s the thing: If you have kids, at some point things are going to flip from you to them. You will eventually watch them do the things you once did … but it’s more than just what they do, or how they work. Are you setting a spiritual example for them to embrace and live out in their adult lives? What you do now will flip from you to them. Make sure the most important thing – your relationship with Christ – is flippable.

That’s Life!

Paul

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What To Do When You Push It Too Hard

I’ve been pushing myself pretty hard lately … too hard, in fact.

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I came off of my summer vacation without having done very much – mostly hanging out at the beach and doing things with my family.

Oh yes, and eating an enormous amount of candy.

Then coming off of vacation, I threw myself into work. I spent one week in the office and then the next week I spent back at my cottage planning for the year.

… I think that week took more out of me than my first week after vacation. I worked every morning, afternoon and evening because I was alone, and needed to get everything done by the time I left.

There were some late nights, but I knew I would be glad I spent the time once I completed my planning.

This week I’ve poured myself back into work at the office, working and not doing much else.

I’m just coming to realize that I’ve been pushing myself too hard. I need to watch it and be smart about the next few weeks.

The issue is my emotional state. I’ve noticed I have a lack of emotion lately and that is concerning. I have not been attending to my emotions – it’s been all work – and now I’m depleted in the emotional department.

What brought this to my attention was a sermon I was writing on emotional health. For an illustration, I wanted to use a story I remembered reading about a famous pastor who had had an emotional breakdown.

I’d read an article about him years ago, so I googled his name and found the story. My intent was to get the facts straight and then get back to writing my sermon.

But as I read his story, it rang true with my life. I read the whole article again and concluded that my “emotional gauge”, as he put it, was on the low side … not critical but going in that direction.

Two things he wrote made sense to me and that’s what I intend to work on.

First you have to engage in things that bring you joy, things that take you away from the heavy load you are carrying, whether that be work, worry, pressure, or … well, you get the idea.

For me that might be golfing, biking, playing hockey, or kicking back and listening to music.

Second, your emotional reservoir takes time to fill up.

There is no quick fix, so you have to regularly engage in emotionally strengthening activity … which isn’t easy because the crazy thing is you don’t feel like doing it.

It’s easy to make excuses to get out of doing these activities. You literally have to schedule them, force yourself to do them, and keep doing them.

That’s good advice and it’s what I need to be doing over the next little while to get myself in post-vacation shape again.

Here’s the thing: What I’ve written so far is good, logical advice, but there is another piece to your emotional health, and that is God. Take time with Him and seek His help. Ask Him what is at the root of your emotions and what you need to do. Then pause and wait till He gives you His answer. When you have it, go do it. God’s grace is sufficient for you and His power is made perfect in your weakness. I read that somewhere (2 Corinthians 12:9).

That’s Life!

Paul

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How Persistence Works Wonders

It’s amazing what persistence brings. We might not have the same ability as someone else but if we persist the results will be good.

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We haven’t had much rain at our cottage over the last little while. I don’t usually mind though because we go long periods of time between visits, especially during the spring.

When we’re not there, my brother cuts my lawn for me. I don’t really want it growing like crazy so he doesn’t have to cut it as much.

The problem with that is, by the time the summer drought comes, my lawn is all brown, with mostly sand and a few green weeds. There’s just not much else.

To give you an idea of what my lawn is like right now, I haven’t cut it in three weeks and it still doesn’t need cutting. It looks like it is in a semi-desert climate! All I need to do is take a whipper snipper to a few weeds that are raising their heads above the dirt.

However, my brother’s lawn is lush and green; his grass is thick with no weeds at all.

The difference is a stark contrast. His cottage looks like it is in a little oasis surrounded by a parched and weary land.

Now my brother is no landscaper, and he’s not some kind of super horticulturist. All he does is put water on his lawn, and not just now and then, but regularly, every day.

He has been persistent to the point of installing in-ground sprinklers on timers. So every day, whether he is at his cottage or not, his grass gets the water it needs to thrive and grow thick.

On the other hand, I bought a soaker hose a few days ago and watered my lawn for a couple of hours … It looks just the same as before.

It’s not just the water, it’s the persistence of putting the water on the lawn that makes the difference.

In fact, persistence has made my brother’s lawn respond to water better than mine does.

Yesterday we got a downpour. The rain came down so hard we had puddles all over the lawn. My lawn got more water in the first fifteen minutes of that downpour than it did in the two hours I watered it the day before.

So today I thought I would see a difference, maybe just a little more green, maybe a few more patches of grass starting to spring up. No, it looked like it did the day before and the day before that.

It reminded me of the dream Joseph interpreted for Pharaoh in the Bible, where the skinny stocks of corn ate the thick full ones and still looked as skinny and scrawny as they did before.

Over at my brother’s place, after that rain last night, even the one patch of grass that doesn’t get quite as much water as the rest had responded and was now as green as ever.

Here’s the thing: We may not be the greatest prayer warriors, or be able to dig the deepest into the riches of a Bible passage. We may not be theological giants like some. But persistence in praying and reading your Bible will pay off in a lush, rich understanding of God and result in a vibrant relationship with Him.

That’s Life!

Paul

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When Your Vacation Becomes Work

I’m used to a vacation where I spend a lot of time relaxing at the beach under an umbrella or dodging the waves in the water. That’s why this vacation seems to be more like work.

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Hey, who am I kidding? – it is work! We’ve been working on our deck at the cottage for about four days now. We haven’t put a foot on the beach yet, though we looked at it from the window of a restaurant we had dinner in one night.

We haven’t gone for walks down to the beach or walks along the beach. We haven’t even broken out the beach umbrella yet.

It’s been work, work work, scrubbing, scraping, washing, building. For some people who like projects that might sound like fun. But when you fall into bed each night exhausted, with muscles aching, back breaking, it takes just a little of the fun out of it. It’s work!

… We’re done now and the beach is calling.

We’ve had good weather so far – that is, we’ve had good working weather – a good deal of sun but a gentle, cool breeze to keep you moving and not overwhelmed by heat.

Now we need some hot – REAL hot – humid weather to draw me down to the lake like a magnet to a fridge … unless you have one of those stainless steel fridges … but you get what I mean.

Don’t get me wrong, the deck looks great, but I came here for a vacation, not work.

I want to go a day without a drill in my hand or a compound miter saw next to my wife. She does all the cutting, by the way …

Many years ago, I had a couple of incidents of cutting my finger: once with a really toothy saw for about seven stitches, and once with an utility knife for about four stitches. After that the family started taking sharp instruments away from me. I had to prove I would be safe using standard cutlery for a while after that.

I just told that story to my neighbour who wondered why Lily was doing all the sawing. I explained that it’s her mitre saw; I bought it for her.

But hey, let’s get back to the beach! I’m thinking that a nice patch of silky sand will do. I’ll throw up the umbrella by the shore, maybe even sip a little Dr. Pepper. I’ve got a book I’ve been wanting to read and that’s a perfect spot to crack it open on my iPad.

Here’s the thing: Your relationship with God should not seem like work. It’s a relationship not a job. So if you find it work to keep up with God, in terms of time spent with Him or service you do for Him, you need to change things up. You need to focus on making your relationship with God more relational. It might be as simple as how you talk to Him, and what you talk about. That’s where I would start.

That’s Life!

Paul