Being in a hurry.
It’s a real thing.
I find myself constantly trying to beat time.
That’s what the world does.
Hurrying through our busyness. Hurrying through our mornings.
Hurrying through our sports games, our doctors appointments, and our family dinners.
This journey has posed a question I’ve had to take time to reflect on.
If all of the rushing creates missed opportunities;
If I’m missing chances to love, chances to see God’s grace, or chances to enjoy a moment…
If the hurrying actually hurts,
If it’s emptying my soul,
If it’s incredibly exhausting,
If the rushing points my attention toward the more meaningless things…
Why hurry?
Why not slow down?
Learning to slow down is tough.
It isn’t easy, but it’s something worth fighting for.
I want to create moments of opportunity.
I want to remember what it feels like to not pay so much attention to time and invest that time in others.
I want to just be.
When I slow down, the weight of my attention shifts to being filled by the fullness of enjoying the here and now.
I’m here. Dancing in the sprinkles of grace. My finger gripped by the hand of a child. His laughter slows down time. Now, it becomes a moment. And I’m full. So full!
Wherever you are. Whatever your doing. Whatever your day looks like. Find a way to shift your perspective from hurry to rest. I’m learning what it looks like to work out of a place of rest (this will have to be another blog) and it’s a beautiful thing.
XOXO
Tay
