My middle son came into my room and stood there looking at me. I home school three boys and I work from home. It’s not unusual for one of them to be standing there. This particular day was already hectic enough with the loitering. “Do you need something?” I asked because in my house you never know why someone is standing there looking at you.
He nodded, but didn’t speak. He just stood there holding one of his school books.
“Are you planning on sharing anytime soon?” I had things I wanted to get done – I had things I needed to get done. This was not one of them.
He held out his school book and pointed to a paragraph. “Did you know that by only spending eleven minutes each day you can read through the entire bible in a year?”
I nodded, not because I knew that particular fact, but because I know it doesn’t take a massive investment to get it done. A little here and a little there and I am where I need to be.
I know this, but I don’t do this.
I say there is not enough time to get things done, but I make tine on Saturday to watch football – sometimes all day. I complain that I need more time and then I waste the little time I have complaining to a friend online or on the phone about how I wish I just had more time.
All it takes is eleven minutes.
I make the plans to invest the time wisely. I follow through on my plans. Only to let the phone calls or the storms or the losses slip in and shift my momentum.
There will always be a reason not to do it, but there will never be another way to begin building joy for my life. I have to choose to make Jesus the priority if I want Him to be the foundation. I have to make the investment of my time in a wiser method if I want my investment to pay out in better results. I have to choose to consistently, with diligence, make the time worth the time.
What will you do in just eleven minutes?
Maybe for you it is twenty minutes or whatever amount you deem that magic number. It is not the number that will make the difference, it is the choice.