We live in a culture obsessed with outsourcing.
Whether it’s cooking, cleaning, dog-walking, or even parenting, we’re often encouraged to hand over as many mundane tasks as our budget allows so that we can focus on what we "actually" want to do. We've been told that delegation is a sign of success, a mark of efficiency and progress. The attorney who hires an assistant to drop off his dry cleaning, the mom who gets a nanny so she can work late, the family that orders takeout every night—who can blame them? The logic is simple: free up time, increase productivity, accumulate wealth, and happiness will follow.
At first glance, this might make sense. Outsourcing can be a legitimate, guilt-free blessing. It allows us to focus on the work that only we can do, whether that’s leading a business, nurturing relationships, or investing in creative projects. There is wisdom in stewarding our time well and recognizing our limits.
But have we let the pendulum swing too far?
Our fast-paced, overly-entertained, boredom-despising culture at large assumes that making more money and doing less laundry will result in greater happiness. That convenience is always better. That efficiency leads to fulfillment.
I’m not convinced.
The Promise of Ease, The Result of Emptiness
The modern world tells us that the less we have to do, the happier we will be. Less cooking means more time for rest. Less housework means more space for self-care. But the irony is that many who outsource every possible task don’t feel liberated—they feel adrift.
There’s something about engaging in the repetitive, ordinary work of life that anchors us. Preparing a meal, cleaning a room, tending a garden—these small acts tether us to the present, give us a sense of contribution, and create rhythms that make life feel whole. When we outsource all the work, we often outsource the meaning that comes with it.
What we thought would relieve stress often creates a sense of detachment. We become mere spectators in our own lives. The home no longer feels like our space because we rarely engage in the work of making it one. Meals feel less nourishing because they are just transactions, not labors of love. Parenting feels like a managerial task rather than an intimate relationship.
We have freed ourselves from responsibilities, only to find that those responsibilities were the very things that shaped our days, gave structure to our time, and instilled a quiet sense of purpose.
Somewhere along the way, we started outsourcing not just chores, but entire portions of our lives—the ordinary, repetitive moments that shape who we are. We've been conditioned to see daily responsibilities as distractions rather than dignified work.
But what if these "mundane" tasks are actually the fabric of a meaningful life?
What if cooking an imperfect meal instead of ordering takeout makes our family feel more loved? What if folding laundry shapes our character? What if scrubbing a toilet increases our resiliency? What if laying on the floor to play with our kids is a sacred space for eternal connection? It turns out that these monotonous activities aren’t just time-fillers; they are acts of care, tangible expressions of love, and subtle ways of forming internal patience and diligence.
The Loss of Presence in a Convenient World
The impulse to outsource not only threatens the meaningful tasks in our lives but also fundamentally alters how we engage with the world around us. In our pursuit of convenience, we have slowly detached ourselves from the very experiences that ground us in reality. We no longer prepare our own food; restaurants, meal delivery services, and pre-packaged meals handle that for us. Our entertainment no longer requires engagement; streaming platforms and social media provide an endless supply of passive consumption. Even our relationships have been outsourced—text messages replace face-to-face conversations, and social media gives us the illusion of connection without requiring real presence.
In the process, we are becoming mere consumers of life rather than active participants in it.
In outsourcing inconvenience, we may also be outsourcing intimacy.
Certainly, there are times when hiring a house cleaner or ordering groceries online is a practical and even necessary choice. Busy mothers, those with demanding careers, or individuals facing health challenges benefit from these conveniences. But when we instinctively push away every task that feels slow, repetitive, or ordinary, we risk losing something deeper—the quiet moments where real life happens.
A hurried meal eaten from a takeout container can never replace the sacredness of a shared table, where stories unfold between bites of homemade food. The glow of a screen will never replicate the warmth of a heartfelt conversation, spoken in real time with eye contact and honest expression. The satisfaction of a completed task—the final swipe of a freshly cleaned kitchen counter, the scent of warm bread pulled from the oven, the rhythmic folding of laundry—is not just about efficiency; it’s about engagement with the work that sustains our lives.
Yes, outsourcing grants us efficiency, but at what cost? In freeing up time, we may also be losing the very things that give time its weight, its meaning, and its depth. We may find ourselves with more hours in the day but fewer moments that truly matter.
Because real life—the kind of life that is full and rich and deeply connected—does not happen in the margins of our efficiency. It happens in the midst of the small, ordinary, often inconvenient tasks we are so quick to push aside.
Jesus and the Beauty of the Ordinary
If we follow Christ, our approach to work, service, and daily life should be shaped by His example. Outsourcing is not inherently wrong, and certainly there is a large variety of things that we should feel free to hand over to someone or something else (I don’t plan on handwashing my clothes any time soon), but the Christian life isn’t about avoiding inconvenience at all costs. Some of the most valuable moments in life are found in the very tasks we try to escape.
Service is sanctifying. Jesus washed the feet of His disciples—an act of humility in a culture where only the lowest servant would perform such a task (John 13:12-17). In choosing to serve others, we reflect His heart. What if folding our family’s laundry or washing the dishes is an opportunity to grow in humility and love?
Presence is powerful. Jesus welcomed children when His disciples saw them as a distraction (Mark 10:13-16). He never rushed past people to get to something "more important." What if taking the time to cook a meal or sit with a child rather than handing them an iPad is a way to practice Christ-like presence?
Work is dignified. Before beginning His public ministry, Jesus spent years working as a carpenter. Manual labor was not beneath Him. In a world that increasingly values intellect over physical work, what if embracing small tasks reminds us that all work—even the simplest—is valuable in God’s kingdom?
Rethinking What Matters Most
The justification for outsourcing is almost always the same: "It frees up time for more important things." But what often happens when we gain back all this time? Do we pour it into prayer, family, deep conversations, or creative pursuits? Or do we simply scroll more, binge-watch another show, and feel vaguely unfulfilled by the end of the day?
The hours we save don’t automatically turn into something meaningful. We must be intentional with them.
Perhaps the real problem isn’t that we lack time, but that we have forgotten how to value time itself. When everything is about maximizing efficiency, we lose sight of the slow and steady ways that time—well-spent—forms us.
This isn’t to say we should never delegate tasks or use modern conveniences. There are seasons of life—illness, pregnancy, raising young children, running a business—where outsourcing is a gift and a necessity. But perhaps we should pause and ask:
What am I giving away in exchange for convenience?
What am I missing by always seeking the easiest path?
Am I outsourcing more than just tasks—am I outsourcing my presence, my relationships, my sense of purpose?
Maybe success isn’t about delegating everything that feels small. Maybe the good life isn’t found in escaping the ordinary, but in embracing it.
Perhaps the most "mundane" moments are the ones that matter most.