I knew of “Rent” the way I recognize somebody in the grocery store, but have no idea why. I still haven’t seen the movie or the Broadway show, but I downloaded the song from iTunes and listen to it often. What a powerful song! It asks these questions. “You have 525,600 minutes a year. How do you measure your year? How do you measure your life?"
It got me thinking about all the minutes I waste. There are 525,600 minutes in a year. That may sound like a lot, but if a person sleeps seven hours a night, that’s 153,300 minutes. The average American spends 32,850 minutes eating, 87,600 minutes watching television, and 21,900 minutes driving to and from work. If you work 8 hours per day, you spend 175,200 minutes.

Am I eating alone or using the time to be with other people? How else can I maximize the time I spend putting fuel into my body? (And what is the quality of the fuel I’m putting in?)
Am I maximizing my commute? Who can I call to encourage or pray with? Who do I need to talk to for the sake of good communication?
Since TV is such a culprit of time, what am I doing to turn it off and watch only what brings value to my life? How far can I chop this number?
Am I maximizing my time at work? Am I doing my work unto the Lord? Am I being a good steward of time “because the days are evil?”
How am I sleeping? Are those minutes well spent or restless? Do they prepare me for the next day or am I just grabbing winks?
When you take out the sleeping, driving, eating, and working, I only have 54,750 minutes left. The activities I’ve already mentioned can be transcendent. But those minutes outside of those activities are the ones that add life to our days, er, minutes.
How many minutes do I spend in meaningful conversation with my wife each day? Not enough. How many minutes do I spend laughing with each child each day? Not enough. How many minutes do I spend at funerals, comforting friends, or writing letters? Way too few. How many minutes do I spend with the Word of God? How many minutes do I spend in church? How many minutes do I spend in prayer? I don’t want to count them, because the total should be much higher.
I want to make the minutes of my life count. I want my life, like the song says, measured in love. We’ll see how I’m doing when the calendar announces that I’m 39
May each of us be aware of the time we waste, and then “waste” the time we do have with our spouses, our children, our other relatives, and our friends.
P.S. If you struggle with these issues like I do, I strongly recommend the book Choosing to Cheat by Andy Stanley. The title is provocative, but the message is powerful and profound.





