I feel the tug at my heart…
Do more, more, more.
Prove your worth.
Show your value.
I have always wrestled with this lie. It has led me to the edge of burnout. In times when it’s quiet, it has drawn me away from embracing rest.
Maybe you too?
We hear more is better.
But sometimes more is less.
Less of what God has for us.
Less of what truly brings peace.
Less of what we’re really put on earth to do.
We’re a culture built on efficiency. Children of the industrial age. We think in terms of factories and output, maximum volume, how much we can produce. But we are human. We are not made that way.
And it seems God is sometimes alarmingly inefficient.
Jesus spent most of his life as a carpenter and only three in ministry. That’s not “efficient” in our eyes. Surely he should have healed everyone he could, done all he could accomplish, gone on a world tour and spoken to every person, met every need. But, no, he quietly and simply showed us this–it’s not about doing more it’s about doing what matters.
When we do what God has for us then our actions multiply through His power in ways we can’t see or understand. Doing less when we’re in God’s will is far more efficient than doing the most we can on our own.
It’s hard for me to wrap my mind around this truth. I want to jump back on the inner treadmill. I want measurable results. I want to feel productive. But somewhere deeper within, a Voice asks not for my hands but for my heart.
Let’s not do more.
Let’s dare to do less.
And instead embrace more of the One who says we’re already enough.
