Anyone who knows me will tell you: I like to be productive. Relaxing isn't really my thing. Â It's hard for me to "turn off". Dawdling? Lingering, dallying, taking one's time, being slow and idle wasting time - no, not for me. Definitely no.
Ecclesiastes 3 teaches us,
'For everything there is a season,
    a time for every activity under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
    A time to plant and a time to harvest.
A time to kill and a time to heal.
    A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
    A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
A time to search and a time to quit searching.
    A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear and a time to mend.
    A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate.
    A time for war and a time for peace.
What do people really get for all their hard work? I have seen the burden God has placed on us all. Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time.
I like it. I like everything having a specific time. Â I like routines and procedures and hard work and accomplishments and completion. Â I like a beginning and an end. Â Getting to check an item off my to-do list? Yes! "Oh rapture, oh bliss!" (sorry - obscure Gilbert and Sullivan reference there. The three people who got it enjoyed it!)Â
Well, the other morning, in the middle of all my routines, I surprised myself. Michael and I had been on vacation (cabin in the middle of nowhere, no cell phones, no wi-fi, no TV, it was glorious!) and were set to leave the next day.  I know how long it takes me to get ready: 1 hour, 45 minutes.  It takes me that long every day, and trust me: the queen of routine has it timed down to the last minute.  Michael decided we would leave at 5:00am,  so we would miss traffic in both of the major cities we'd hit on the way home.  Okay, so quick math: I need to get up at 3:15 if I'm going to be ready. Yikes - 3:15? Even for an early bird like me, that's crazy. If I skip my makeup and flat iron, maybe I can shave a few minutes off.  Who am I kidding  - I can skip make-up, but the flat iron is a non-negotiable.  Alright, I'll set the alarm for 3:45 (still crazy, but less crazy, right?) and if I'm not ready, I'll put make-up on in the car when the sun comes up.
The alarm went off at 3:45. Â Lord Jesus help me, the alarm went off at 3:45. Â Well, no time to dawdle (and I don't like to dawdle anyway, right?), so I better get going. Â Shower. Blow-dry. Dress. Flat iron. Don't know what time it is, but Michael isn't up yet, so I'll start make-up and get as far as I can. All done! Made it in plenty of time - Michael is still in bed! Pack my morning stuff in my bag, suitcase is already packed from the night before. Â Walk out to grab my phone and check the time.
It's 4:15. Yes, 4:15am. Seriously - I did ALL of that in 30 minutes?  How is this possible? Â
While I was waiting out 45 minutes I had to spare, I considered the difference between this morning and every other morning of my adult life. Today, I used my time to shower-blow dry-flat iron-make up exclusively. What did I do yesterday and every other day? Â Well, as it turns out: I was dawdling and loving it! Every other morning: I get up, and think about my day. Â Pray. I exercise. Pray the workout would be over (not my most spiritual moment, just being honest). I go to the shower, and sit on the cool tile checking Facebook while I wait for hot water. Â I find a show on Netflix and read closed captioning while I blow dry. Â I read a little bit, I pray a little bit. Â I eat breakfast (either a banana-spinach smoothie or Special K red berries, same every day). Â I put make-up on. I cuddle my puppy (she has no delusions about herself like I did: she loves a dawdle and has no shame about it!). I look at the time - once I get to this point, I need about 10 minutes to dress and flat-iron, and I have plenty of time actually, so I read a little more, check a little more Facebook, pray a little more, think a little more, gather a little more quiet.

I love those first hours of the day - there's no schedule and there doesn't have to be. Â There's no student or friend or family member with any demands on my time. Â It's not time to clock in at work yet. Â It's a wonderful time to dawdle and apparently I love to dawdle at the right time! There is a time for everything, even for dawdling - what a surprise!
What surprises you about your personality? Â Ask the Lord to reveal to you something you didn't know about yourself - something enjoyable you didn't know about yourself. He delights in you - did you know that? Â He is here to offer correction, but He is also here to enjoy a relationship with you, just the way you are! Â Realizing that I like a daily dawdle was a nice surprise - and I'll enjoy it a little more now, no shame!
Knowing that I can actually get ready in 30 minutes doesn't make a difference: I'm gonna get up early tomorrow morning and dawdle all over again. I'm going to be thankful to the Lord for the realization that this time is a luxury, an unaccounted for gift, a "time to keep" like Solomon said in Ecclesiastes 3. Bonus for me: because I'm getting started early, I have lots more day left to enjoy and accomplish!
A "time to keep" is a treasure! No matter what your routines, I'm praying that you find a time to slow down and enjoy the presence of the Lord!
Jennifer <3