I’m discovering more and more these days how much I enjoy a good hard day at work. Despite the fact that it’s summer and the staff at the church office seem to be dwindling, my best days are the ones that I am busy doing stuff all day – not stressed because I need to be doing two things at once or things are going wrong – but just busy with things that I believe are meaningful in some way.
I think I’m way lazier than I let myself believe. I often convince myself that because I can get something done faster and better than someone else, it’s good enough. I don’t think that’s true, and at the end of the day, I don’t think I believe myself. There’s something that’s satisfying about working – accomplishing things that need to be done – that just feels like it’s part of who I am desigend to be. I think it is – just rea the first few chapters of Genesis and the book of Ecclesiastes. Working is both a curse and a gift… and I haven’t quite figured that one out yet. Either way, I hope I can continue to refine my discipline and learn how to consistantly put in a good days work that is both useful and satisfying.