Last week, I talked about scheduling. Here’s an email I received in response. I asked permission to share it. It is a marvelous example of the power of reminders.
My name is Bethany. I’m 18 and I just graduated high school.
I’m writing in response to your question about people setting alarms. I don’t really know why I chose to respond to this one in particular, but I suppose I do have a relevant experience. Sometimes during the school year, everything gets so hectic that I forget to consider God first, especially while I’m whiling the time away doing integrals in AP Calc and discussing Hamlet’s motives in AP Lit. I forget that God is integral to my every move, and that His glorification should always be my motive. So I used an alarm to help me remember. Each hour, on the hour, when my wristwatch chimed, I would say a prayer. Not a long prayer, and to be honest, not a considerably deep prayer. But a prayer. A reminder. A lifeline.
My relationship with God grew exponentially as I learned to come to Him with everything, including little bits of conversation, fleeting moments of great appreciation for certain aspects of creation, or sudden worries for things I could never fix anyway. I learned to treat my relationship with God with at least as much consideration as I do the ones with my friends. And our relationship wasn’t the only part of me that changed. My personality did, too. My friends would remark about how calm I was, how lighthearted, how unshaken by the wee hours of studying and frantic cramming sessions we all experienced together. I was able to escape those everyday worries because while I was faithful to God, He was ever more faithful to me. Every time that I spoke to Him and in all the moments between, He provided what I needed in that minute. No more, no less; not often early, but never late. And because of that I knew – and I still know – that when my watch chimes on the hour, whatever I’m doing is inevitably and infinitely less important than having a chat with my Comforter, Protector, and God.
Well that ended up long. So terribly sorry about that…it may be too late to say so now, but I would not be offended in the least if you didn’t read all of it. Have a wonderful afternoon, and God bless!