Lately, at odd times when I ask my three-year-old to do something or get something for me, she’ll casually say, “Just a minute, please” or “In a moment, sweetheart.” She’s so stinkin’ cute when she does it that I usually smile. Then I gently remind her that she needs to complete whatever request I’ve made.
But the other day, I heard something, and it made me wince.
She asked me for something, and guess how I replied? Yep. “Just a minute, please.” It’s not surprising that she picked up one of my most-used phrases, when I stop to think about it. She is, after all, around me most of the time. We’re still at a point where I’m her hero.
But you know what? I use those phrases a lot more than I should, and not just with my daughter.
God might ask me to spend more time in prayer. My husband might ask me to do some small task. My boss might request a report.
My answer?
“Just as soon as I’m done with this project, OK?”
It’s not that anyone minds it. What is it that God’s asking me to do, calling me to be, leading me to learn? And how will I ever learn it if I’m always putting it off for “just a minute” more?
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