Being too busy makes me so agitated and pissy that I’ve had several serious come to Jesus realizations about how much I can physically do as one human being. But even though I spend a great deal of time trying to create simplicity and peace, I find that once I get it, I’m often not comfortable with it.

I honestly think I feel peer pressure to be frantic. It’s as if sharing how much I have to do is my way of fitting in and receiving love, ‘I’m important and need sympathy too, ya know.’ But, ironically, I also share the fullness of my schedule because I just want people to stop asking me to do stuff. I know intellectually that I don’t want to constantly be in hustle-mode, but I find myself jumping into the next project the second I have a moment’s rest.

A friend and I were talking about the importance of becoming comfortable with the uncomfortable. There has been so much growth in my life when, for example, I’ve chosen to keep my mouth shut even though every part of me wanted to get involved in someone else’s business, or when I’ve stood up for myself when every part of me wanted to run away from a difficult situation. So yes, this week I was strongly considering going back to school, rearranging my entire office and starting my first book. But, instead, I'm going to go ahead and allow others to be as busy as they’d like while I spend some time trying to come to peace with being peaceful.

Do you ever feel like busyness is worn like a badge of honor?  Do you find yourself taking on more and more and wondering why you did? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comment section below. And if you enjoy reading this blog, please share it with your friends and encourage them to subscribe.

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