Have you ever felt like there’s so much on your plate that you have little choice but to roll up your sleeves and get started pronto? Like, if you don’t shoot off that email right this moment or send that text off this exact second or douse that proverbial fire now, that life will fall apart?
I know I have.
Whether I admit it or not, I feel like a superhero trying to save the day. The people depend on me, I think to myself, as I swing into action. If I don’t do this, who will, I ask myself, as I jump headfirst into the day’s schedule.
I’m calling it the “Superhero Syndrome” – a condition where I somehow assume that the world’s cares lie squarely on my shoulders.
My save-the-world antics inevitably mean one thing: my prayer life gets to play step-child to my work (paid or otherwise).
I’ll pray in a bit, I tell myself. Just as soon as I tackle these few non-negotiable items, I say with practiced conviction. And the Enemy smiles.
You and I both know what happens after that. We usher in a dopamine rush with one email or one task checked off – and then we need another “hit,” and then another. It’s like a powerful magnet of work attracting more work. I glance at the clock and realise that it’s been an hour or two or three of being “productive” without really being “fruitful.”
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