Sometimes, despite my many commitments, I feel like a sloth. In highschool and college, I was just as busy, but then, I could sleep til noon on a Saturday to make up for the late nights. I was also doing things that seemed organic where the passion wasn't all my own, but the collective group wanted to get things done. If I slacked on something, there was bound to be someone else who pushed me along and kept the momentum going. Now, if I fail to schedule a meeting, people are happy enough to have more free time, that noone pushes me. As I procrastinate, my guilt grows to a nice ball-and-chain. When I send out the meeting invite, it will remind people how long it has been since the last meeting and I will be admitting that I have dropped the ball (and thereby picked a heavier one with an ankle bracelet!).
That's where Psalm 25 comes in handy verese 17-18: "Relieve the troubles of my heart, and bring me out of my distress. Consider my affliction and my trouble and forgive all of my sins."
This is God's work. God does not expect me to slow things down, but when I do, God will forgive me. That is very freeing! I should get to work..
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