Quiet Time...It's Not Just For The Weekend

Do you ever find yourself saying, “Thank goodness it’s Friday!” or “I can’t wait until Friday!” I know I have in the past and probably will again in the future. Yet as I drove to my mother’s after work this afternoon, I thought about why everyone is so hyped up about the weekend. If you work Monday through Friday, with weekends off then of course you are looking forward to your time away from work. If you have a rotating schedule, your “weekend” might be on a Tuesday and Wednesday.

If your weekend is a typical Saturday and Sunday, what do you do to make them more special than the other five? Is this a time to spend time with your family? Relax? Rejuvenation for your mind, body, heart, and soul? OR is a forty-eight hour workfest?

I’ll be honest my weekends aren’t usually 100% restful or rejuvenating. Although Mags and I have the weekends off, my husband’s schedule rotates so he may or may not be home with us. For the most part, we try to reserve Saturday mornings, to sleep in. My internal alarm clock usually prevents me from joining in this ritual yet I use the extra quiet time to have some coffee with a dear friend who can take the backseat during the workweek in the morning.

You read that correctly. I just admitted I neglect my time with God during the workweek sometimes. I try to put myself to bed at a reasonable hour. I set my alarm for 4:45 a.m. in order to have time to read my Bible, journal, and enjoy some quiet time – one of communication and refreshing. Some mornings I can’t seem to wake up. My body shouts, “Oh no, not yet.” And before I know it, the alarm is turned off and I’m not up until the second alarm goes off at 5:30 a.m.

Yes, I still have some quiet time before I start to wake my beloved sleeping teen but it doesn’t seem like enough. I don’t know, maybe I just need more rebuking and guidance than the average person does? I don’t think so though. The more I write and speak for Him, I learn I need more time in the Word and sitting at His feet. I don’t want to treat God like a fast-food drive through, speeding through so I can get to my next destination. Instead, I want to receive the daily nourishment needed so I can sustain and be all He wants me to be.

The weekend seems to be my time to banquet. During the week I might have days of fast food but the weekend is a time to feast on His insurmountable bounty of nourishment. So my confession on this Friday evening is…I struggle to find the time – no make the time – make myself get out of bed forty-five minutes earlier to sit at His feet and seek His feet. This I do know…although I don’t feel like I spend enough time with Him during the week…He gifts me time on the weekend to fill in the holes and replenish the drain.

This weekend, will you set aside time to rest at the Father’s feet and communicate with Him for a little while. This Sunday, will you purpose to set the alarm and join others to lift worship and praise to the One responsible for the breath in your lungs and the pep in your step?

Do you struggle to spend time with God during the workweek?

Not so long ago, even when I was a child, stores were closed on the weekend so families could worship and spend time together.

Do you remember a time like this?

If you struggle for quiet time during the week, how do you find the time to keep you going?

Do you dedicate some extra time on the weekend?