Slowing down has been one of the big lessons of my life. I will never forget the prayer time I first meditated on the word fast. It was like discovering a buried treasure.
The world around me moves really, really fast. My whole life I have always felt like the snail, making progress, but at a drastically different pace. I often felt like I was a failure because it was so hard for me to keep up. Then God showed me his idea of “fast.” It means to slow down, take a break, remove a thing or two from the plate so I can spend more time with him… slowly… fasting. Yes!
This was epic for me. Like when I first watched Big Hero 6 on the big screen and the lovable and confident health care companion, Baymax, spoke so calmly during a chase scene, “I am not fast.” Again, yes! He is my people.
Accepting the facts that I am not fast, was not designed to be fast and am not expected to be fast is life-giving to me. There are so many more gifts for me at a slower pace…
• better overall physical health
• clearer thinking
• more spiritually centered • better rested
• more frequent feelings of freedom
These days I not only feel I have permission to move about the country at a slower pace, but I believe I have an invitation to do so. As do you.