I often find myself living for the weekends and vacations, neglecting the time between. I don’t even really look forward to the time before/after work each day, just the time when I’m totally off.
But how silly. How wasteful.
Right now I work 6 days a week, so that means I basically waste 144 hours/week with a bad attitude, and spend 24 hours enjoying myself. If I worked 5 days a week, I’d spend a whopping 48 hours with a good attitude, only neglecting 120 hours.
And what do I look forward to the most?
Sleeping in, getting caught up on projects, exercising at my leisure, maybe meeting up with a friend?
Really? That’s it? That is what I live for?
What would it take for me to enjoy life between the weekends and vacations? What would it take for me to really be living between?
I’d challenge you to ponder the same question for yourself, but for me I think it would take an attitude adjustment. It would take looking for things I enjoy, even while I’m doing things I don’t.
This year I’ve learned a lot about fantasy. God gave us brains with incredible power. We are able to fantasize and create in ways that other living things cannot. We were created with imaginations. I’m not advising that we live in a fantasy land, or we completely escape the world around us. But I think the Lord can powerfully use our imaginations to help us enjoy where we are to the fullest.
Let me give you an example.
I spend a lot of time reading. Some of the books are interesting and don’t require any extra attention, but some of them are difficult to complete. Sometimes it seems impossible to actually enjoy these books. Yet, when I use my imagination a little, sometimes I can shift my attitude about the book. I can think about how God created every number, or how each truth belongs to Him. I can imagine how He’s used each fact or figure in the lives of different people to bring Him glory.
Another example (just in case you aren’t stuck reading textbooks regularly) is when I have to proofread or log meticulous assignments at work. Boring, repetitive tasks are the worst for me. These are the kind of tasks where my imagination is more necessary to produce any sort of enjoyment. Sometimes I imagine tasks that God does (or did) that may seem a little tedious to me. I wonder if checking the number of sources someone has in a dissertation is similar to God counting each hair on my head (Luke 12:7). I wonder if logging the assignments a students submitted is like God collecting my tears in a bottle (Psalm 56:8).
I know those examples may seem silly, but they are just another way God helps me focus on Him in between the times I long to enjoy. Of course, scheduling enjoyable weekend-like tasks in the week would be a really obvious improvement. But I hope the Lord uses fantasy and imagination for good during the inevitably mundane tasks we so often face.