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Linear vs. Centred?

There is a “level” kind of thinking where we prioritize, which in its own right gives guidance and has its significance. A list is made, one is held higher than the other—more important, less important. However, it is quite possible that when prioritized on a scale of importance there is an implied corresponding degree (higher or lower) on the emphasis for excellence with the levels.  For instance, a task on a higher level seems to demands “better” efforts than one on a lower level. In other words, the effort may range from “just” get it done to pay “special” attention. 

The proposal is that, a difference in the degree of importance among the variety of tasks, does not necessarily imply a difference in the “nature” of effort (or for that matter attitude) in carrying out a particular task. No “sloppy jobs” just because the task was deemed low on the priority scale. This thought arises from an attempt to see things in relationship with each other – a centre around which everything else revolves though we might consider putting them into levels or compartments when a particular section is in focus.

Yes, there are variations in the degree of importance (in the sense that the higher one goes up the ladder, the more significant that position seems to be) but rather putting them up in a sequential scale how about viewing them in relation to the centre (or some other might put it as the “big” picture)? Each task becomes important in its own right because they are seen directly in relation to the centre. So rather than saying “this is a less important job than the others and therefore it is okay to just get it done” it turns into “this job is important though it may seem small because it directly contributes to the larger goal.”

I have heard it said, “Seek ye first the kingdom of God.” While there is a sense of priority in letting the kingdom of God be first, I like to think of this (the kingdom of God) as the centre around which life is “built.” This centre is allowed to influence all the other areas of life rather than “boxing” them up in compartmentalized levels with no “apparent” relationship. So whether it is a seemingly “small” task of reading the Bible or the “bigger” task of teaching it to others, at the centre (to which these tasks relate) is the vision of the Kingdom of God. For my own sake, I keep deadlines and assign priorities, not so much to give the thought of hierarchy monopoly but to ensure discipline, discipline to fulfil the variety of tasks in view of the centre. 

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