A few nights ago my wife and I, looking for a break from a busy week, decided to crash on the sofa and watch a movie. After flipping through the Netflix directory for several minutes and failing to find anything that excited the two of us, we settled for the 1996 John Travolta/Christian Slater flick Broken Arrow.
As reviewer Don Kaye describes it, Broken Arrow “delivers a number of exciting action sequences but is let down by a credibility-straining plot.”
While it wasn’t the worst movie I’ve ever seen (that distinction belongs to 1984’s Night Patrol), it was far from the best. As the credits started to roll I turned to my wife and said, “Well, that’s 109 minutes of my life I’ll never get back.”
When it comes to time and what we do with it, I’ve determined we have three options:
Waste it. When my time is “wasted”, it’s used up in pursuits that don’t generate anything of value for me or anyone else. Things like worrying. Mindless entertainment. Looking for ways to be offended. Plotting revenge. Posting angry rants. Reading angry rants. People magazine. Night Patrol.
Spend it. When my time is “spent”, it’s used up in pursuits that may be worthwhile, may be necessary, but offer little long term impact on me or those around me. Things like sleeping. Eating. Making the bed. Mowing the lawn. Shaving. Ok, the necessity of shaving is debatable…
Invest it. When my time is invested, it generates a return not just for myself, but for others. Things like praying. Visiting the sick and lonely. Making meals for those who don’t have the time or means. Learning a new skill with practical applications. Teaching someone a new skill. Offering sincere hope and encouragement. Seeking and pointing out the good. Mending fences. Seeking reconciliation. Choosing not to be offended.
The next 24 hours are going to go by anyway. With those three options before me, the hope for a positive legacy lies in how much I focus on category 3. What I do with my time is entirely up to me.
If I had to choose a favorite time of month, this would definitely be it. I always look forward to the end of one month and the beginning of another, since that means it’s time for the Posts with the Most!
Every month I boldly explore the interwebs, compiling my favorite top blog posts to share with you, my favorite readers.
I hope you enjoy them as much as I have. Be sure to say hello to these amazing bloggers when you visit, and please share any of your July 2014 faves that I may have missed, in the comment section below.
Here are the July 2014 Posts with the Most, in random order…
Carnival World – Billy Coffey draws life lessons from the rides at a carnival.
We’re having a killer summer. – Jamie the Very Worst Missionary is experiencing a private carnival of sorts, known as summer break with teenage sons.
Incarnated Poetry – I must admit I’ve never been a big poetry fan. But over at A Deeper Story, Nate Pyle converted me with four simple words: “You are God’s poem.”
The Risk of Silence – Another gem from A Deeper Story, this time penned by Micha Boyett. I haven’t been blogging much lately, and have struggled to explain why. Micha, in explaining her reasons for not blogging, has unknowingly done it for me.
And, last but not least, a special mention to Liz McLennan, aka Bellymonster, who just published her final post at Life With Bellymonster. Thank you, Liz, for your many contributions to (and unbridled enthusiasm for) the Posts with the Most!
What were your favorite “posts with the most” from July 2014?
The road to my office was closed today, as workers replaced the railroad tracks that cross it. The intersection leading into the work area was marked with pylons, a large electronic sign, and detour markers to keep drivers from wandering into a dead end.
Despite the visible warnings and suggested alternate route, I was amazed at how many drivers ignored them and continued down the doomed path.
When they reached the trench where the railroad tracks used to be, it became clear. Yep, that “ROAD CLOSED” sign really meant the road was closed.
To be honest, I’ve done that many times myself. Whether it be challenging a real life “ROAD CLOSED” sign and almost getting stuck in knee-high sand, or simply ignoring God’s direction at different points in my life and choosing my own way instead.
There are good reasons for both the literal and figurative “ROAD CLOSED” signs in our life.
Yes, I am thankful for the truth behind that old cliché that says God allows U-turns. But the older I get, the more I hope to notice – and heed – his “ROAD CLOSED” signs when they first appear.
And not wind up on the wrong side of the tracks.
There is a path before each person that seems right, but it ends in death. – Proverbs 14:12
“Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.” – Robert Frost