Sometimes it feels as if our days are shattered into a million tiny fragments. There are, after all, so many things to keep in mind—so many plates to spin in the process of our life-- and of making a living. Far from having focus, our splayed vision shatters concentration like a prism scatters light, except that there is no beauty in the dispersion.
What is the product? Confusion, lack of focus, anxiety and frustration are a few symptoms. Stress, sadness, depression, hopelessness are a few more.
Where is God in the blurry mix?
I find great encouragement in Philippians 3:4-14. Paul completes his thoughts with a bombastic statement. "This one thing I do..." How can that be true? Paul travels, faces immense persecution and suffering, starts churches, trains leaders, manages them at great distances, writes letters, faces-down Roman governors--and all the while he is composing Christian Theology and church polity on the fly?? One thing??
Right. Where was he hiding his "to do" list?
Once, when Jesus had impressed the multitudes with his miracles, a group of religious followers asked him, "What must we do to do the works God requires?"
Jesus answered them: "The work God requires is to believe in the one he has sent." (John 6:28-29)
We ask the great questions of life in the plural.
Jesus answers in the singular.
One thing is required. Jesus. And Paul understood.
And I'm trying.