Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Are You Too Busy?

I think a lot of us aren't really as busy as we think we are.  Today, for example, I really "thought" I had a lot to do when I woke up.  Accounting-wise at least, quarterly reports, pay bills, post this, post that, credit card statements to reconcile. . . . bla bla bla!

He came in my office about 9:00 a.m. and said, "I'm going home to start working on the bike. You can come and help me if you want to."  Then he left.  We have a bike ride coming up when we get home from Tulsa, so I was glad his birthday present came in before that ride.

I sat at my desk, in my comfy office and thought about letting him fix the motorcycle by himself.  Which would have been fine with him.  But the more I thought about it, the more I just "had" to go.  I don't know if you would call it God, but something was compelling me to leave work and go home. 

All kinds of thoughts running through my head, all the way to my house.  

What about all that work?  What about quarterly reports?  He doesn't need your help . . . he's a big boy he can do it by himself.  You are such a slacker.   You are a lazy person for leaving work.  You are setting a bad example for your children, just skipping work like skipping school . . . but when I got home I saw where I was supposed to be.

God said, "It's not good for the Man to be alone; I'll make him a helper, a companion."   Genesis 2:18

Mrs. Claus is no mechanic . . . but I can help.

Wow, the whole thing had to be taken apart for this?

 . . . and then put back together.
Doesn't look any different on this side?

Whoa, this side doesn't look any different either . . . huh?

What is it???

 . . .well maybe the previous picture was out of focus. . . 

OOHHHH!!  Now I see!

Pretty sweet . . . 

when the picture is in focus and you see it from the right angle. (hee hee)

No, I didn't do anything spectacular.  Like I said I am not a mechanic.  No, I didn't do everything perfectly.  I handed him the wrong tools sometimes.  But I helped.  I hope I at least made it a little easier for him.  When I left, he said, "Thanks for helping me."  

Yup!  That's it!  The little girl inside of Mrs. Claus skipped back to the office to do her grown-up "work" happy as could be.

You see one day, he won't be around to hand tools to or to watch fix motorcycles.  Busy is relative when you think about the big picture.  All the accounting will still get done.  Quarterly reports will still get done.  Everything will get posted and reconciled.  . . . bla bla bla!

Days to help Santa work on his motorcycle are few and the time for me to help my husband is NOW.  So what does that mean for you?  Absolutely nothing.  You don't have to help MY husband do anything . . . I've got that covered.  You have your own husband to help . . . so are you helping or are you too busy?  

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1 comment:

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