Work

Work
Work. Work. Work.
2750 hours of this year gone.
Sleep- 2496 more gone.
3490 left to clean, pick up the kids, run errands, pay bills, grocery shop, pencil in time to enjoy life.
Busy. Busy. Go. Go.
Cars whizzing by and electricity shooting through the air.
Starbucks Carmel Macchiato, that sounds good. "$4.95 please."
Watch Oprah and American Idol on Tivo.
Shower, make coffee, make the bed, make a life.
Don't stop now, keep going.
Be a daughter, be a friend, be a lover, talk to Jesus, pick up the dry cleaning, complain about life with a friend.
Drive to the mall, watch the flourescent red, blue, and yellow signs flash by me.
Pass a homeless person.
Wait.
Stop.
Don't.
Don't be de-sensitized.
Who is this man?
Where is his family?
How can I be so blessed and him so unfortunate?
How did he end up on the street?
How will he spend Christmas? Alone? In a shelter? Begging for change from travellers?
8736 hours to worship Jesus and what have I done?
Gave change to the Salvation Army. Spent 5 years at a school fixing it up. Went to church 39 times, busy the other 13.
Squandered my time. Squandered my talent. Squandered my treasure.
Gave not enough back for what I was given.
Looked at commercialism instead of humanity...
God forgive me.
Shower me with your grace and mercy.
I am inadequate.
I am unworthy.
Slow me down.
Thank you Lord for your messanger.
Lord, I am humbled.