School officially starts next week for me and Chandler. It starts
in three weeks for Graham. And David doesn't start back up until the middle of
October. In France, this time of year is called, "La Rentrée" or
literally, "The Re-entry” –which makes me think of spaceships suffering enormous
stress, violent shaking, and scorching flames upon re-entry into the earth's
atmosphere. Yeah, that's pretty much what La Rentrée feels like to me.
As I begin work on my Master’s degree, I will also continue most
of my regular (full-time) ministry responsibilities. She who prefers to fly-by-the-seat-of-her-pants
has just spent two days meticulously entering reading assignments, writing
assignments, and test dates into her agenda, not to mention preaching
schedules, conference preparations, and meetings with my language helper. Because
I had to figure out where it all fit.
But it doesn’t all fit.
During orientation at George Fox, the Dean of the Seminary said, “It’s
not a question of whether or not you will have to cut corners. It’s a question
of where you will cut corners.”
I’m not really a corner-cutter.
I’m more of a get up early, stay up late, do-whatever-it-takes
kind of person.
But you see, if I stick with that plan, the corners that get cut
will be cut by default rather than by design. By default, my sleep (and ultimately
my health) will get cut. By default, my marriage and friendships will get cut.
By default, my relationship with God, my peace, and my joy will get cut. All
the things that don’t have a time-slot in my handy-dandy digital agenda will get
cut.
In his book, Choosing to
Cheat, Andy Stanley makes the same observation that the Dean of my seminary made—that
is, that life is so full we are all going to cheat someone or something. For
those of us in ministry, it’s especially easy to cheat the wrong things.
Because our work has eternal significance, we wrongly give it unregulated space
and time in our lives. It’s not that the work isn’t important, it’s that we
need to keep it in perspective. God doesn’t call us to neglect our own
spiritual formation, our physical health, or the care of our families. Stanley
points out that each of us are replaceable within our ministries, but
irreplaceable to our families. That is to say, GEM can find another missionary
to do my job, but I’m the only wife David has.
And so I need to cut corners by design.
For me, that means stepping away from one of my local ministry
responsibilities, delegating some other responsibilities, and setting time
limits for my coursework—because when I am reading and writing and studying I
can lose all track of time. That means I will do the very best work that I can
during the hours that I have scheduled for my classes, and when that time is
up, I will simply stop. That might mean I get a B instead of an A.
But a B with
a happy marriage, a health body, and a thriving soul is better than an A with a
strained marriage, a flabby body, and a starving soul. No doubt about it.
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