I put the People magazine down. This was huge. Standing in line at Wal-Mart, I picked up the issue needing to know about Kate Gosselin’s new hair extensions and who’s doing what with their celebrity babies. And then I stopped. I had things to do tonight that I really wanted to get done: work on Elliott’s birthday invitations, write, read my Bible, and mop the kitchen floor. Things that were more important than people I didn’t know, in a world I will never live in. So I put it back on the rack (after skimming a couple pages while the lady in front of me with way more than 20 items checked out) and tried to focus.
This morning’s sermon was about redirecting our (the Church’s) attention to a few things that are important as opposed to lots of sort-of important things. About doing a few things well instead of lots of things average. This hit home for me. I’ve been struggling a lot recently with balancing my life. When I’m at home, I’m thinking about what I need to get done at school. When I’m at school, I’m thinking about Elliott and how I should go home and see her. When I’m reading a guilty-pleasure novel, I’m thinking about how I should be reading my Bible or doing a devotional. I could keep going, but I think you get the point. I’m doing one thing and always thinking about another. This unfocusness (not a real word, I know) has become unsettling recently. Then walking in 15 minutes late to church today, I’m hit with the reality that I do too much of too much.
I need less. Less things. Less responsibility. Less yes. Less need to control everything. Less worry. Less stress. Less distractions.
I don’t do new year’s resolutions. I’ve probably done it twice in my whole life, it just never crosses my mind. But I’m making one this year. I resolve to focus. Focus on my family. Focus on relationships with friends. Focus on my Jesus. Focus on things that matter. And less on stuff.