About oooh a year and a half go...two years, I had this really great conversation with a friend. The end result was that we were going to try to not ever use the word busy. There were many reasons for this. Busy by definition is discribed as being charactarized by activiy, or not at leisure.
So many people throw around this term. Oh how are you...Good, just busy. Hey we havent talked in a while...I know I've been busy. Sorry I havent returned your call, i'm busy.
bah, it makes me crazy just thinking about it.
God calls us to live full lives in him. If we stay in tuned and keep our actions within his will, then there should be no BUSY. It should be purposeful activity, and leisure within his timing.
I feel like Americans are good with this; being busy that is. Like the busier we are, the more successful we are. No longer is an evening home with the one you love an ok activity. Instead we are constantly going and doing something.
One of the most dreaded days at work for me is Monday. I think this is probably most people's most dreaded day, but I think for me it is for different reasons. You see, on Monday there is the obvious question to ask. "how was your weekend." I'd be willing to put money down on the amount of times the response I get is "oh it was so busy." Even worse then this response is then the follow up conversation that involves the list of activities any given co-worker dumps on me. All I can do is walk away and say, you're right, you are busy. From time to time there's the occasional friend who i engage in a similar conversation. Yet as they list on their weekend's pack of activity i realize, they weren't busy, they were loved. Their life is full of love and joy and caring...and at what point did it become easier to begrudgingly talk about it, then say I had an incredible weekend full of the love of family and friends. When did the attitude turn to busy, instead of life overflowing with goodness. what a blessing.
I just don't get it
I had the crazy realization the other day, that this summer is slowing creeping into the stage of busy. I've said it to a few people recently, that I have this gnawing feeling that I'm going to wake up sometime in September and wonder where the summer went. There's LOTS of fun things going on, and as the planning of activities continues, and summer is now somewhat in full swing, I'm wary of being too busy of my weekends and days becoming too full. That the things that are important fade into the background as activity filled days trump out days of leisure, and I too become busy.
Busy...the new dirty 4 letter word
seiriously makes me cringe when I hear it.
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i agree. i hate the word busy and everytime someone asks me how i have been and i reply busy i feel like i have told them nothing and i sounded completely generic. people think that if they are busy they are important. if you tell someone, like i frequently do, that you arent busy but are relaxing, they look at you like you are crazy. I've actually begun to take pride by the reactions i get when i tell someone that i spent the night reading a book. many times, they simply dont believe me (if they dont know me) and tell me to be serious. when i tell them i am they have no idea what to say. most people cant relax for even one day. its not that their so important or they will be missed its they are insecure and afraid to be alone with their thoughts and the percieved social repercussions if they say they sat on their ass all night. well i do frequently. and its not for lack of friends or hobbies. if i wanted i could spend every single day and night out of the house with people or working or taking extra classes or a million other things. but i like to enjoy life. im in no way letting it pass me by but its just as easy to let life pass you by if you never stop moving as when you're at home sitting on your ass reading a book. and by the way, when i told you i was busy it wasnt in this general way. i really was engaged in something and couldnt talk on the phone. remind me please if i ever say im busy.
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