COPIED FROM ANN VOSKAMP'S BLOG: http://www.aholyexperience.com/
A well-known pastor, he was was once asked what was his most profound regret in life?
“Being in a hurry.” That is what he said.
“Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me. I cannot think of a single advantage I’ve ever gained from being in a hurry.”
“But a thousand broken and missed things, tens of
thousands, lie in the wake of all the rushing.… Through all that haste I
thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away.”
In our rushing, bulls in china shops, we break our own lives.
Haste makes waste. The hurry makes us hurt.
Whatever the pace, time will keep it and there’s no outrunning it,
only speeding it up and pounding the feet harder; the minutes pound
faster too. Race for more and you’ll snag on time and leak empty. Hurry always empties a soul.
In a world with cows to buy and fields to see and work to do, in the
beep and blink of the twenty-first century, with its “live in the
moment” buzz phrase that none of the whirl-weary seem to know how to do,
who actually knows how to take time and live with soul and body and God all in sync?
I think of this often, words of another woman seeking: “On
every level of life, from housework to heights of prayer, in all
judgment and efforts to get things done, hurry and impatience are sure
marks of the amateur.”
Is this the secret that all the life experts know?
That in Christ, urgent means slow.
That in Christ, the most urgent necessitates a slow and steady reverence.
That in Christ, time is not running out. This day is not a sieve, losing time. In Christ, we fill – gaining time.
We stand on the brink of eternity.
So there is enough time.
Time to breathe deep and time to see real.
Time to laugh long, time to give God glory and rest deep and sing joy. And just enough time in a day not to feel hounded, pressed, driven, or wild to get it all done.
There is time to grab the jacket off the hook and time to go
out to all air and sky and green. And time to read and wonder and laugh
with all of them in all this light.
All this time refracting in prism.
All this time that could refract in praise….”