Take It Slow
For many years you were patient with them .... —Nehemiah9:30 (niv)
I tried everything: deep breathing, tea, taking breaks to go on walks. Nothing seemed to work. I spent a couple of hours each day pounding my keyboard to write, and, for some reason, it had been causing me a lot of stress and anxiety recently. My heart raced; my body tensed; my adrenaline flowed. However, my search for a remedy had, so far, come up short.
One night, at a neighborhood joint, I ordered the grilled asparagus, marinated in balsamic vinegar and sprinkled with Parmesan cheese to go. When the chef handed me my meal, I thanked him.
“Take it slow,” he said.
What a bizarre farewell, I thought to myself. Take it slow. The words felt unnatural to me, not only because I’d never heard anyone use them in that context before, but also because they were the exact opposite of the way I approach my work. I take it fast. I put my fingers on fully automatic and unleash a torrent of words as if my life depended on the volume of my output.
The next day when I sat down to write, I took it slow. I tried to work as carefully and deliberately as possible. And you know what? It worked. It wasn’t easy. It felt inefficient and tedious, like signing my name with my left hand, but it worked. I’m calmer, more relaxed, more still before the Lord.
Please register for a free account to view this content
We hope you have enjoyed the 10 discipleship resources you have read in the last 30 days.
You have exceeded your 10 piece content limit.
Create a free account today to keep fueling your spiritual journey!
Already a member? Login to iDisciple