“Being in a hurry. 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.” -Ann VosKamp, One Thousand Gifts
Today is my birthday. 31 years ago I was welcomed into a loving family that nurtured me and taught me to love God and others. As I blew out my candles with the help of my two eldest girls, I was struck with the mystery of time that holds us all in the delicate balance between the immediate, the pressing and the eternal. My girls, with their 4 and 6 years under their belts, embrace life with such force I think someday they’ll burst. And yet, as I watch them enjoy my birthday, in many ways more than I do, I am taken back to the wonder of wishes, and dreams and possibility. They remind me to stop, to really listen to others, to engage the moment and to remember.
In a season that is so often marked by full schedules, hurried meals, parties, and shopping lists I hope that you are able to go against the grain, to choose the slow, the quiet and the simple. As C.S. Lewis says so beautifully, “It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in. And so on, all day. Standing back, from all your natural fussings and frettings; coming in out of the wind.”
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays friends!