A lot has happened since my last post. I didn't get into the school I wanted (crying was involved). I registered for the school I didn't want to go to (it'll be a great education anyway). I still have no idea what's happening with my life (God does!!!!). All these things are happening for a reason. I may not know what they are, but they have a purpose (Ecclesiastes 3:1-14). With that said, I want to write about being wasted.
Wasted - done to no avail; useless; to consume, spend, or employ uselessly
I was listening to the radio one day while on a transport for work. It was on some rap station (not at all my kind of music). Anyway, a commercial came on about a local club. They were advertising their weekend deals and specials. The part that caught my attention was their "wasted" Fridays. They were talking about $5 shots and coming out on Friday and getting crunk (crazy drunk). This was the what they spent their allotted 1 minute 30 seconds repeating (if you don't know anything about repetition, it's the quickest and easiest way to learn and memorize something, for it to sink into your mind permanently). It got me thinking about how sad that is, if the highlight of a person's week is to go out and drink until you can't think straight. What kind of life is that? What's the purpose?
Yet, there are so many other ways in which we waste our lives. It doesn't have to involve alcohol or drugs, finding a high to get you away from the world. There are so many things to get addicted to that uselessly consume our time. Television, music, make believe, dreams, focusing on negativity, focusing on the fact that there seems to be no purpose or direction, thinking that what you're doing now isn't accomplishing anything (my biggest problem now). As a Christian, it could be not doing all God has asked (guilty as charged). We are His workmanship created to do good works (Ephesians 2:10). If we are too busy focusing on the stuff, on what we are or aren't doing, what we should be doing; we're not looking at God, we are wasting our lives.
There is nothing at all wrong with asking God what His purpose for your life is. There is nothing wrong with pursuing that purpose. BUT it has to be accomplished in HIS time, NOT ours. I get disappointed by the fact that I don't know where He wants me to be in life, what my career is going to be, what He wants me to do now, what He wants me to do later. I get so wrapped up in it that I waste my time. He has me exactly where He wants me to be, doing exactly what He wants me to be doing. When it's time for me to move on to something else He is more than capable of moving me there. I don't have to be worried about. I don't have to obsess. I don't have constantly bug Him about it. He knows what He's doing with my life and how He's going to get me there (Jeremiah 29:11). My only job is to focus on Him and work where He has me now, doing what I'm doing (Ecclesiastes 12:13-14; Romans 12:1-2). Anything else is wasting the time He's given.
Standing at the back door
She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hardwood
It fell like broken glass
She said sometimes love slips away
And you just can't get it back
Let's face it
For one split second
She almost turned around
But that would be like pouring raindrops
Back into a cloud
So she took another step and said
I see the way out and I'm gonna take it
I don't wanna spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted
Another glass of whiskey
But it still don't kill the pain
So he stumbles to the sink
And pours it down the drain
He said it's time to be a man
And stop living for yesterday
Gotta face it
'Cause I don't want to spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted
Oh, I don't want to keep on wishing
Missing the still of the morning
The color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted
She kept driving along
'Til the moon and the sun
Were floatin' side by side
He looked in the mirror
And his eyes were clear
For the first time in while, yeah
Oh, I don't want to spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted
Oh, I don't want to keep on wishing
Missing the still of the morning
The color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted
Oh, I don't want to spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted, yeah, yeah
Oh, I don't want to keep on wishing
Missing the still of the morning
The color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted
~Wasted by Carrie Underwood~
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