How is it that I owe so many people this currency that I barely have control over? This currency that is never growing, and yet ever depleting. This currency that is spent wisely on my accounts, and yet so foolishly wasted all the same. This currency that does not exchange itself for itself, but only in the product of how it is spent. This currency of time.
I owe too many friends 20 minutes worth of letter writing each.
I owe the dance ministry an additional 1 hour of prayer with each passing week.
I owe my parents 15 minutes of a simple, single Skype call.
I owe my grandma a short and sweet 5 minutes call of care and concern.
I owe a friend a good 2 hours belated birthday treat.
I owe selah.sg 2 hours of solid writing time.
I owe my German friend a 30 minutes Skype call that we’ve been trying to arrange since 1 year ago.
I owe my cell countless of hours of fellowship on Fridays.
I owe the cars a 30 minutes water sprinkle and clean.
I owe the floor a quick 10 minutes sweep.
I owe too many people and things too much, but most of all,
I owe God a rough estimate of 12 hours per day of undivided attention,
and I owe Him too many 10 minute morning and night prayer sessions for far too long.
I’ve been spending too much, and now, I live in the debt of it all.