I Won’t Worship Being Busy
For a few (too many) tortured months in seminary, I was working multiple jobs, taking a full course load, and doing my internship as a chaplain in a hospital. It was a season where the math just did not add up: I was putting in 20 hours at the hospital, and I was on call 24 hours once a month or so. I was working 20-30 hours. I was in class 12 hours. Reading and writing. Cooking, eating, doing laundry. Having a relationship. Trying to occasionally still be a friend. Sleeping? Socializing?