Time is a commodity

Last night, I realized something. My life is crazy; I don't have time to get to know people. Is my hectic life glorifying God? No wonder we're told to number our days, to make the most of it. The days certainly seem "evil" to me...

Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. (Ephesians 5:15-16)

I average 45 hours at work (plus lunches, plus commuting). I spend approximately 12 hours weekly in classes (plus commuting). I spend approximately 6 hours weekly in service at church. I spend about 3 hours nightly with Cathy, although part of that is meal time, part of which is us in the same room as I study. I spend about 1.5 hours daily getting ready for the day or getting ready for bed.

• 7 x 24 = 168. That's one week.
  
• Minus work (45) and lunch (4) is 119. Minus driving is 114.
• Minus classes (12) is 102. Minus driving is 100.
• Minus church service is 94. Minus church is 92.
• Minus dinner is 85. I get about 6~7 hours nightly, so minus sleep is 40.
• Minus grooming/bed I should have about 29 hours.

I should have 29 hours to study, spend time with Cathy, and live. That's about four hours a day. I don't feel like I have that many hours daily. Maybe I'm missing some stuff (like blogging).

I spent a hour this morning responding to emails, but mainly to friends. I spent 30 minutes thinking and writing this. I have 3 hours left today. *sigh* I was planning on writing home today, and my blogging is the main material for my letters, since I cannot keep track of my days. Now I see why.

I understand I am preparing. But, I think I would rather be "ready and able," instead of "willing and preparing." Well, gotta get back to it...