My To-Do List

Being very task-oriented, I always have a to-do list.  It's how I gage my day.  If I can slice through the majority of my list, it was a good day.  If my list has a huge carrying-over factor, my day was dismal at best.  

The worst thing about having a to-do list is that everyone is gaged by it, me and you and them.  If it's been a good day, I'm happy with me, and I'm happy with you, and I'm happy with them.  But, if my expectations for the day go unmet, I'm definitely not happy, and you can wager that I'll make you and them unhappy too.

The list is my idol.  

I worship it daily.

I sacrifice on its alter my relationships with you and them.

But it does nothing for me in return: it cannot save me from eternal damnation; it cannot change my life.  As a matter of fact, it keeps me from changing because my list is essentially the same each and every day.

And my God is a jealous god. 

So I repent and tear my list to pieces.

And I ask Him and you and them to forgive me for my idolatry.

God is the master of my minutes, hours, days, and years, if He grants them.