Lord, I am busy.
There are bills to be paid and chores to be done.
My work is demanding, and the hours are long.
I have meetings to attend and deadlines to meet.
Now is the time, while I am young, to climb up
the career ladder and to make my mark.
I may be single, but I am not always available.
Lord, I am busy, but this I promise – as soon as
I ‘settle’ in my job, I’ll give you my time.
And when I earn that big fat salary,
I’ll give it all to you and you alone.
But for now, give me some space, help me to succeed.
And once that is done, I’ll give myself to you gladly.
Lord, I am busy.
My days are long, and my nights are longer.
My sleeps are interrupted and my days chaotic.
The dishes are piled high; the laundry never ends.
My baby, what a blessing, but oh! I am so worn out.
I barely have time to brush my teeth or enjoy a cup of tea.
My life is so busy, I can hardly stop to breathe.
And did I mention the job that I am working on?
Babies are expensive, and expenses need to be met.
If I don’t work, how will it ever be?
I promise, Lord, once my child grows up,
I’ll be there for you – anything you ask of me, I’ll gladly do.
But just not right now ‘cause you see, I am busy.
One last request, if you please.
I am so worn out and have been on my feet all day long.
I don’t have the energy to read your Word,
so please, will you just speak to me in my dream?
Lord, I am busy.
You see I have finally managed
to make a name for myself at work.
I am now finally someone ‘important’.
The career ladder that I told you about,
the one I was eager to climb to make a mark?
Well, I have finally reached the top.
But now you see, I have increased responsibilities –
projects to oversee, board meetings to preside over
and targets to meet.
My hours are longer, and my weekends are non-existent.
I am just too busy to do anything else.
I do have that big fat salary that I so desired.
Even though I am far too busy to give myself to you,
I can finally give you my money, no holds barred.
I know you understand, Lord, for you are a God of grace.
Just a little while longer and then I’ll be free.
I need to be here, it is what’s expected of me.
I promise you this – once I retire, I will be all yours.
I am far too busy now. You’ll just have to wait.
Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Written by Lal Zadeng Changkija.
Lal, short for Lalchhuanawmi, believes in speaking the truth in love, without the fluff. She spends her days trying to maintain order and sanity at home, as she homeschools her two clever girls, and loves spending time with her best friend – her husband.