Tonight on my way home from a very enjoyable evening with girlfriends, I heard a line from a song that struck a chord. In actuality the whole song spoke to me. I realized that when days get busy and rush rush, you can feel that God is busy and doesn't hear you. You can become so self absorbed, you don't even think about everything going on around you. The song I am referencing is “God Must Be Busy” by Brooks and Dunn.
What I realized is that sometimes you become so absorb in what is happening with you, maybe even your old patterns, that you don't realize you have the tools that you need. You may even be playing the game less than 100%. I know that I have not been putting in 100% especially today. And because of that, I have moments that I feel overworked, underpaid, and overwhelmed. But those are my issues. And it is not that “God must be busy.” It is my beliefs that are holding me back and keeping me from playing the game 100%.
In case you would like the lyrics from the Brooks and Dunn song, God Must Be Busy, here they are:
That anchor man
says the fight began
somewhere in the Middle East.
The world prays for peace.
There's a single mom
just got laid off when she lost a job
to some foreign hands
in some faraway land.
Last night in Oklahoma
some twister took thirteen
and they're praying that they find
the missing three.
God must be busy.
That highway sign
went from slow ahead
to traffic's dead.
Thought it couldn't get worse
than that Amber Alert.
They say she's 4,
Colorado plates, headed out-of-state
in a Chevy van.
It's hard to understand.
You can see it in the faces
of all those highway strangers,
they're praying that God
keeps that girl from danger.
God must be busy.
And I know in the big picture
I'm just a speck of sand
and God's got better things to do
than look out for one man.
I know he's heard my prayers
cause he hears everything,
he just ain't answered back
or he'd bring you back to me.
God must be busy.
That evening news,
Ain't much changed
pretty much the same
since I left home.
Yeah that war's still on.
They found that little girl.
She was soaking wet,
half scared to death
on the side of some road.
Them prayers work, you know.
And the Bloods and Cripps are at it,
and there's a killer drought down south,
and old folks can't afford the drugs
they can't live without.
God must be busy.
And I know in the big picture
I'm just a speck of sand
and God's got better things to do
than look out for one man.
I know he's heard my prayers
cause he hears everything,
he just ain't answered back
or he'd bring you back to me.
God must be busy.
That anchorman,
says the fighting's worse,
cities burn in the Middle East.
[The] world prays for peace.