Ephesians 5:15-16 – Act like people with good sense and not like fools. These are evil times, so make every minute count.

Gratitude Day 792

For most Americans, there is that one Saturday night/Sunday morning that we look forward to: Daylight Savings Time!

AN EXTRA HOUR!!

Maybe we sleep an extra hour. Or watch a movie. Maybe we do something fun or simply appreciate that extra hour of being able to do whatever we want.

While that extra hour seems fun and exciting, by day two into Daylight Savings Time, my body feels out of sorts. It is tired and just wants more sleep. (This is especially challenging for a person like me who isn’t a great sleeper.) I get tired earlier and want to curl up under the covers so much more than otherwise.

It’s not just sleep that feels off. My entire body isn’t quite sure what to do when. I often exercise late afternoon. It’s nearly dark by 5 PM, when I often go for a run. Running in the dark just does not seem terribly safe. My tired body wants to stay in bed a little later than normal which means I miss the opportunity to lace up my shoes and pound the pavement for a bit in the morning. The early dark nights, the tired mornings … everything feels off.

Who knew moving the clocks one hour could wreak so much havoc in one’s life!  

Every year about this time, there is at least some discussion about whether or not Daylight Savings Time should continue. Some say it’s better to have daylight in the morning when kids are getting on the bus. For years, Daylight Savings Time was promoted because of the agrarian culture that many people lived in. Not so much anymore. All I know is that I am not the only person who struggles with that one hour time change if recent conversations shed any light on the topic.

What’s the right answer? I have no clue.

What I can say is that for most of us, this is a first world problem. Yes, it affects us. But in the grand scheme of life, a hour here or there probably is a -2 on a scale of 0 to 10 with 10 being “the most awful ever.” Yes, it affects us. But for most of us, the moved hour means adapting to a slightly different schedule.

It’s not a war. Nor a hurricane. It’s not emergency surgery or wondering where our next meal will come from.

It’s a hour that got moved. That’s it.

Truth? Sometimes, I get caught up in the wrong things. Things that don’t really change my life and yet I enjoy contemplating about what is wrong with my house, my life, etc.

And then, I just need to remember: it’s just an hour.

Yet, it is a metaphor for remembering that too often, we let these little things turn into subjects or discussions that we promote as the end of the world. Earth-shattering. A big deal.

Yes, for some people, the time change is a big deal. If a person struggles with seasonal depression or if shorter light hours affects you mentally, then, yep, permission granted to speak about it. We can commiserate about it. Laugh about it. Support each other. One day, my body will figure out this slight time change and things will feel more normal.

Just before it is time to spring ahead.

For grace these days because I feel like I am always running behind and on a different clock, I am grateful.

Blessings –

Dianne

Lord God – Sometimes, we just like to complain and make a big deal about some seemingly little thing in life that we want to turn into a big deal. Yes, there are times when something is a big deal. Other times, help us keep perspective and simply continue on. May I always turn to You so I can clarify what is a big deal and what just needs a little time to sort out. Amen.

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When One Hour Changes Everything

Ephesians 5:15-16 – Act like people with good sense and not like fools. These are evil times, so make every minute count.

Gratitude Day 792

For most Americans, there is that one Saturday night/Sunday morning that we look forward to: Daylight Savings Time!

AN EXTRA HOUR!!

Maybe we sleep an extra hour. Or watch a movie. Maybe we do something fun or simply appreciate that extra hour of being able to do whatever we want.

While that extra hour seems fun and exciting, by day two into Daylight Savings Time, my body feels out of sorts. It is tired and just wants more sleep. (This is especially challenging for a person like me who isn’t a great sleeper.) I get tired earlier and want to curl up under the covers so much more than otherwise.

It’s not just sleep that feels off. My entire body isn’t quite sure what to do when. I often exercise late afternoon. It’s nearly dark by 5 PM, when I often go for a run. Running in the dark just does not seem terribly safe. My tired body wants to stay in bed a little later than normal which means I miss the opportunity to lace up my shoes and pound the pavement for a bit in the morning. The early dark nights, the tired mornings … everything feels off.

Who knew moving the clocks one hour could wreak so much havoc in one’s life!  

Every year about this time, there is at least some discussion about whether or not Daylight Savings Time should continue. Some say it’s better to have daylight in the morning when kids are getting on the bus. For years, Daylight Savings Time was promoted because of the agrarian culture that many people lived in. Not so much anymore. All I know is that I am not the only person who struggles with that one hour time change if recent conversations shed any light on the topic.

What’s the right answer? I have no clue.

What I can say is that for most of us, this is a first world problem. Yes, it affects us. But in the grand scheme of life, a hour here or there probably is a -2 on a scale of 0 to 10 with 10 being “the most awful ever.” Yes, it affects us. But for most of us, the moved hour means adapting to a slightly different schedule.

It’s not a war. Nor a hurricane. It’s not emergency surgery or wondering where our next meal will come from.

It’s a hour that got moved. That’s it.

Truth? Sometimes, I get caught up in the wrong things. Things that don’t really change my life and yet I enjoy contemplating about what is wrong with my house, my life, etc.

And then, I just need to remember: it’s just an hour.

Yet, it is a metaphor for remembering that too often, we let these little things turn into subjects or discussions that we promote as the end of the world. Earth-shattering. A big deal.

Yes, for some people, the time change is a big deal. If a person struggles with seasonal depression or if shorter light hours affects you mentally, then, yep, permission granted to speak about it. We can commiserate about it. Laugh about it. Support each other. One day, my body will figure out this slight time change and things will feel more normal.

Just before it is time to spring ahead.

For grace these days because I feel like I am always running behind and on a different clock, I am grateful.

Blessings –

Dianne

Lord God – Sometimes, we just like to complain and make a big deal about some seemingly little thing in life that we want to turn into a big deal. Yes, there are times when something is a big deal. Other times, help us keep perspective and simply continue on. May I always turn to You so I can clarify what is a big deal and what just needs a little time to sort out. Amen.

If you have enjoyed this blog, please pass it along to someone else who will also enjoy it.