I have an iPhone. On said iPhone I have a calendar. When I enter an event into my calendar, a dot appears below the date to let me know I have something on that day. I only enter special occurrences, not every day, run of the mill stuff. I do have some weekly events on the calendar like my Sunday afternoon kickball game and my Tuesday night small group meeting. But otherwise, I enter my work trips, CARES events, social events, after work meetings and doctor’s appointments.
The latter has gone up exponentially in the last year. Am I really only 27? I go to the doctor enough to be 77. No, but seriously. I’m pretty sure I have an ulcer and have for the last 4 months. Next week I have an endoscopy to check that out.
Sometimes I fancy myself a runner. That has landed me in the chiropractor’s office once a week for the last 8 months after I developed a pinched nerve in my lower back. Add onto to that the spinal mess of a car accident and my chiropractor wants to see me three times a week. But that can’t happen because remember all those dots I talked about?
I had a dot on every single day in February. Every. Single. Day. March is almost full. And one dot can symbolize several events for that day. Take today for example. I have church at 10:00am. There’s no dot for this because I’m pretty good about remembering to go to church. Then I have a kickball game at 2:00pm. On my way to kickball I’ll stop by Costco to pick up the 150 prints of prayer cards I had printed. Usually after kickball the team hangs out at a restaurant, mingles and gets to know each other better. But I won’t be there today. I’ll head home and start making spaghetti. Tonight my roommate Rachel and I will be putting on a spaghetti dinner for the residents in our apartment community from 7:00-8:30pm. Hopefully, I’ll be in bed by 10pm so I can get up at 5:30am to be at work by 7:00am. I have an all-day trip to Greenville, SC tomorrow where I’ll be hosting information sessions until 6:30pm followed by a two-hour drive back to Atlanta.
Today isn’t unusually busy. This is my life. I flit from work, to Cares, to church event, to social event and try to fit a nap in here and there. At some point I have to contact friends and family for addresses, run to UPS to print support letters, get stamps at Kroger then fold and stuff the support letters and mail those out in a timely manner. Hopefully, very soon I will be scheduling presentations at churches, Sunday school classes and small groups. November isn’t that far away. I have a lot of work to do. This is always looming in the back of my mind no matter if I’m in an interview with an applicant or visiting new residents in the apartment.
Is it stressful? I mean, I have an ulcer…you tell me. Just kidding, ulcers are caused by bacteria not stress. Sometimes staring at the dots that cover my month I am overwhelmed. But I know they only tell part of the story. I cannot do this on my own. I know that. Philippians 4:13 says, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Each day I wake up with a new hope that what needs to be accomplished will be accomplished and each night I go to bed praising Him for making it so.