A few weeks ago I was talking to a friend and we were talking about our busy lives. And then he said, “I wish we have more than 24 hours a day. 24 hours a day is not enough.” I quickly replied, “Yeah I feel the same way too.”
But then something in me didn’t feel right. If God designed a minute to be exactly 60 seconds long, an hour to be exactly 60 minutes long, a day to be exactly 24 hours long, and a week to be exactly 7 days long, there’s a reason for it. And He also established the Sabbath so we can rest in Him. If God is all-knowing and all-wise in His design, who are we to say that what He’s designed is not good enough for us?
So after a pause, I told my friend, “No, I take that back. It’s a lie to think that 24 hours a day is not enough.”
Perhaps the word “lie” was too strong. But if we ever find ourselves trying to fit one more thing in our schedule without taking anything else out, we’re in effect lying to ourselves about our finite, limited humanness. Our busyness is a form of pride where we think we can do more than we are allowed to.
The limit of 24 hours a day should be a blessing. It’s a blessing to have the chance to evaluate whether we’re doing some stuff with our schedule that we really should not be doing. Perhaps it’s cutting out unnecessary media or electronics usage time. Perhaps it’s a chance to rearrange our priorities so we aim to do more important things earlier in the morning so we could be more effective.
But we should stop saying that 24 hours a day is not enough.