Time
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Good morning!
I’m feeling all “deep” today, so bear with me. Sorry, your child growing up at the speed of light will do that. With the weekend once again approaching – hallelujah!, it always gets me thinking. How do I want to spend my time this weekend with my family? What adventures can we go on — how can we make the most of it?
If we had to actually buy our time, would we spend it more wisely — spend it more slowly? Life is not an emergency! Life is a gift. Must. Slow. Down.
Such a simple concept, yet so hard to put into practice! As a busy, working Mama — I’m always thinking — how can I be the most effective?! How can I clean up my house the fastest, while playing with my little man? How can I do 4 things at once so I have more time to relax tonight with the Mister? How can I? How can I?
Must. Slow. Down.
Time. Something we all have, yet never seem to have enough of. But there it sits — waiting. A gift we are given to make something of.
Finding time’s impossible. We have to be intentional and MAKE time. Every hour has sixty jeweled minutes no matter who you are. Or how long you have. What will you make of them?
It’s funny, because so often as grownups, we lose sight of the simplest concepts – we make things so complicated! Here we are trying to teach our children the ways of the world and in some cases, they are more in touch with than we are.
Our kids have no concept of time. Aside from us rushing them from on activity to the next! They get up and the day is theirs. Do they spend it sitting around? Heck no. Do they spend it anxiously, worried how they’ll do 20 things at once? No. They wander from room to room, toy to toy, song to song, tree to tree.
Slowing down doesn’t mean sitting around. It doesn’t mean STOPPING. Quite the opposite. I believe we must slow down in order to wake up. In order to see things around us — to take the time to smile at others — to get down on the floor and wrestle — to get lost in tickling matches — to dance in the kitchen — to inject ourselves into the art of conversation — to taste our food — to hold hands — to listen.
If we had to buy what time is worth, would we slow down to wake up?
Time. It’s this priceless currency and only the slow spend it wise enough to be rich.
I’ll never forget what an elderely woman working the register in a gas station said to me one day when I was obviously in a rush, “It never pays to be in a hurry”. For some reason it left a deep impression on me. Sage advice that she shared with me.
love it!