Three weeks ago, on a Monday morning at 7:27, I was journaling. Why? Because I’m holier than you and always obey the 11th commandment. Thou shalt journal.
In the middle of what should have been a peaceful moment, the overwhelming feeling I had inside was, “You’re too late.”
“You’ll never get ahead.”
“If you could just get ahead, you could rest.”
“If you had more time, you could get it all done.”
Like waves crashing against the shore of my day, those are the doubts and fears I heard that morning. The absurd thing of course is that it was Monday at 7:27AM. I couldn’t have possibly had more week in front of me. I was behind? Behind what? The sun had been up for an hour on the first day of the work week. How is it possible I was already behind some fictional performance chart?
This is one of the enemy’s favorite games. His favorite thing to tell you about time is that “it’s too late.” That is what fear often shouts at you.
And so on that morning, I started to think about that and wrestle with that and pray about that. I ended up, like so many other times these last six months, with a simple idea. One I put down on a post it note and will share with you now. It’s not deep. It’s not complicated. It’s not all that long. But it’s the kind of thing I need to remember on Monday mornings and maybe you do too. Here’s what you need to remember the next time fear tells you that it’s “too late.”
Do you ever feel like you’re “too late” or “out of time?”