Making the Most of Our Time

In C.S. Lewis’s wrote The Screwtape Letters, Screwtape is a demon writing to a younger demon that has been assigned to a Christian. Screwtape writes the following about tempting Christians:

Now you will have noticed that nothing throws him into a passion so easily as to find a tract of time which he reckoned on having at his own disposal unexpectedly taken from him. It is the unexpected visitor (when he looked forward to a quiet evening), or the friend’s talkative wife (turning up when he looked forward to a private chat with a friend), that throw him out of gear.

All of us can relate to this. The interruption. Sometimes it’s an unexpected phone call in the middle of getting work done. Sometimes it’s a question with a long answer when you were hoping to catch the beginning of the game. These interactions would normally not be a big deal at all to us, but when placed inconveniently in our schedules we become frustrated. “That time was mine to______” we say. But was that time ever really ours? As a follower of Christ do I own anything especially my time? Screwtape continues his encouragement to the younger demon Wormwood:

“[These interruptions] anger him because he regards his time as his own and feels that it is being stolen.

The vast majority of miracles in the gospels were interruptions. Jesus was on his way to heal a young girl and was pulled aside by the bleeding woman. He was teaching and in came a paralytic lowered through a hole in the roof. He went away to get some rest and 10,000 hungry people showed up. And how did Jesus respond? Was he aggravated? Annoyed? Peeved? Did he say, “let’s talk again soon cause I have to run.” Mark 6:34 tells us when Jesus saw the crowds of people on his day of rest, “he had compassion on them, because they were like sheep without a shepherd.” He had compassion on them. Let those words hit you. The disciples wrote this book decades after this event happened. They didn’t know telepathically what Christ thought. The compassion was visible on Jesus’ face for these people. These “interruptions.”

The one person who could legitimately say every minute is mine to do with it whatever I please, never shoved a busy index finger in a needy person’s face telling them to wait. He saw every interaction given to him by His Father exactly when he should receive it. He trusted the Father’s perfect plan for every moment he was given.

Screwtape continues:

“If [God} appeared to [the Christian] in bodily form and demanded that total service for even one day, he would not refuse. He would be greatly relieved if that one day involved nothing harder than listening to the conversation of a foolish woman; and he would be relieved almost to the pitch of disappointment if for one half-hour in that day He said ‘Now you may go and amuse yourself. Now if he thinks about his assumption for a moment, even he is bound to realize that he is actually in this situation every day.”

As followers of Christ we say we will lay down our lives, take up our cross and follow him. Yet what of the simple interruptions? What of the small conversations that run long? Are we so busy searching for the “big moments” to take up our cross for Christ we are missing the countless “small moments” he supplies us with each day to lay down our life for him. Trusting his sovereignty we know that every interaction has been wisely placed in our day. He has divinely planned each moment and we don’t own one, they are all His.

Mike McGregor

Mike McGregor (MDiv, Reformed Theological Seminary) is Director of College Ministry at First Baptist Church in Durham, N.C. You can follow him on Twitter at @m5mcgregor.


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