The 2007 movie, The Bucket List, seemed to have been the igniter for people to make and announce their personal bucket list: things to do, go, be, make…….before they kick the bucket. Except me. No list except the “to-do” list that laughs in my face with overdue tasks. I’ve wondered if I should have a bucket list and why it’s never been on my “to do” list. Have I set my expectations and sites too low?
Not much time has been spent on this for me. Only when friends announce they’ve checked something off their bucket list do I spend 5 seconds wondering if I should have a list. And then last week, reading the blog Holy Experience, I read about the real questions I ponder about buckets and lists.
The best lives don’t have Bucket Lists as much as they have Empty Bucket lists….Because when I kick the bucket, I don’t want anything left in my bucket. I want the bucket empty.
Maybe I haven’t the need for a bucket list because my bucket is full. Filled with graces and blessings and mercy and life abundant. My bucket is full. And it’s my task to empty it. To share what I’ve been given.
Why want more to fill our bucket – when I haven’t thanked God for all the ways He’s already filling my cup?
Oh, her words found their way to my heart and I scribbled them in my book, the one where I write things like that, and those words, the ones about not thanking God enough (ever!) and emptying my full bucket, those words are in me. I need to see those words at the bottom of every cup I drink and written inside every gift I’m given. My bucket has been filled so I can pour it out on others. Pour it out in smiles given to the frustrated person in line ahead of me. Pour it out in undeserved kindness because I’ve been shown the same. Pour out buckets of grace because it is still pouring out on me.
Because the way to really live is not to try to fill your life up – but to spill your life out.