Well, That Was Productive

Meeting: ˈ<mēdiNG> noun The bane of the office workers, a time waste of enormous portions from the Latin Meddle, a torture device

Ok, that isn’t the real definition, even though it does sometimes seem close. Meetings in the workplace are often a time sink that never accomplishes anything more than having a meeting. Disorder, complaints, confusion, meandering. They drive people mad! Rather than encourage efficiency they seem to destroy it.

So why do we do it? Well, sometimes they work.

Consider the lunch meeting a few animators had with their boss. It was to come up with ideas to follow-up their soon to be released movie about toys that came to life. As they set in the Hidden City Café, several movie pitches were bandied about. They turned out pretty good. A Bug's Life, Finding Nemo, Monsters, Inc., and WALL-E all came from that single lunch meeting of Pixar employees in 1994. The meeting was so revered that the Hidden City Café appears as an Easter egg in many Pixar films.

So why did it work? They made the most of the time. Lots of things in our life can just be a penalty kill if we let it. We mess around waiting for them to end. But if we realize the value of our time we can put it to good, even great use!

Conduct yourselves with wisdom toward outsiders, making the most of the opportunity.

Colossians 4:5

Christians, we only have a limited amount of time on this Earth to make a difference in eternity. How are we using it? Do we waste time or make the most of it? Are we using it with wisdom or flittering it away? Are we taking even the seemly wasted moments and finding a way to use them for God and his kingdom. Are we just ‘meeting’ together or we using it encourage us to something more?

"We must work the works of Him who sent Me as long as it is day; night is coming when no one can work.”

John 9:4

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