For years there was a subtle deception I fell for in regards to searching for time management and goal setting.
Recently I’ve begun to calendar out my day two weeks ahead of time. I know, believe me I know, it sounds like a stupid, even slightly comical, pursuit in futility: except that it’s working.
Every time I’ve ever read article about time management tips and goal setting, it seemed about a common trait found in many successful people in terms of planning their goals, and then scheduling the daily progress toward those goals, was that they planned their day weeks in advance. My excuse was always found its justification somewhere in the idea that, “I’m just not built that way.”
Knowing that we all have different personalities, I knew that I could not compare my life to another man’s operational prowess. Time management that works for you, and goal setting plans, too, are both as unique as the person they apply to. However, I felt that, at least for starting out, was that the goal was to form a plan, no matter how little or how much. Actually having a plan became the goal.
So, I decided to try it. I carved out a 90 day vision of what I felt led to accomplish, and then broke it down day by day, appointment by appointment. Let me just tell you: a mere 6 days into the experiment I was depressed. I was depressed over my lazy nature that kept me from doing this 15 years ago.For you see, my brother, 6 days into this journey I felt as if I’d accomplished more in that single week than anything I had done in a long, long time.
For the first time, in a long time, when the day was over, what was actually important won out over that which was urgent. For the first time my day wasn’t just spent putting out fires. I found myself moving the ball down the field.
Then it happened. Around day 10 into this venture I was so caught up in the elation of knocking out my punch list for all matters crucial to the Kingdom of God that I didn’t keep my 6 am appointment with my Father (The Heavenly One).
He wasn’t disappointed. Believe me. He doesn’t measure His love for me based on my pursuits. Still, though, He did speak to me about it. Yes, late that night He spoke to me, reminding me never to believe the sweet, sweet lie, that subtle deception, that working for Him is as important as being with Him. Late that night He spoke to me, and reminded me, never to mistake activity for progress.