in our haste

     Someone said that most of us live as if God were pro-exhaustion.  Someone's right.

“Inwardly . . .  I’m as scattered and unfocused as a 16-year-old, and I suspect I’m not alone.  For me, the same questions keep rising to the surface: Am I busy simply for the sake of being busy?  And how did I get swept up in a bunch of activities that, to be honest, don’t excite me all that much? . . .   We become promiscuous joiners. . . .  In my stress-management class for seniors, the most frequent complaint -- next to health worries -- is being overbooked. . . . We are a generation unaccustomed to setting our own agendas.  I remember thinking about what I might enjoy in retirement: mentoring a child, perhaps, or acting in a little theater, or returning to painting.  But my thoughts were just that: thoughts, with little or no planning or preparation.  Now, my days seem to evaporate in a haze of club activities and volunteer chores, most of which I wandered into by accident.  Strangely, one of my passions - reading - seems like a guilty pleasure, except at bedtime. . . .   In our haste to make the most of this gift of time, are we squandering it?”

Washington Post, Dec. 2002