"Hurry... Noah Hurry".. as I glanced back I heard the sound of his tin lunch pail hitting the side of his leg. His little legs trying to desperately keep up and him gasping for air. "Mommy are we late? Why are we walking so fast?"
The truth is was we were not late, in fact we were early. School doesn't start till 8am and we were racing to make it to the door by 745am. Then he said "slow down mommy" and in that moment, I needed that reminder.
Walking back to the car, I saw kids casually walking to their classrooms. Talking to friends, laughing looking around and watching the visual breath that was being produced from the coldness of the morning air. In that moment I was jealous, I longed to to walk a slower pace, a pace that is not plagued with what's for dinner, I need to fit running in, I need to get to the market, I need to and on and on and on.
They are simple tasks, surely not enough to make me feel like a freight train trying to get to the next stop. I got in the car and asked myself, why are you in always in a hurry? And I guess the short answer was this.. Life needs to be busy?
The other day I heard a pastor speak and he said something that totally sat with me. He said this "Don't let life happen to you, let you happen to life." While I am racing to get to my next stop I am missing on the important nuggets that are happening now in the present. The other day I sat at the table looking at a house that needed cleaning, but my heart was prompted to see if a friend was available for coffee.
We sat there and talked for a few hours, never once did I look at the clock. It was such a refreshing time of sweet fellowship and conversation. A conversation that wasn't limited to the amount of characters of a text or status update. My OCD wanted me to stay and clean but my soul longed for more than clean floors.
Tonight It was getting late, and there were lots of things to do before bed. I looked at the boys and instead of the nagging to get pjs on, in the middle of the room we had a dance party. We laughed and I even busted out a kick worm, that I am probably sure I wont move tomorrow. I thought I got pretty high but the concerned look on the boys face tells me that I looked like a lil earth worm that was being dried up by the sun.
Before bed, Asher looked at me and said "mommy that was fun, thank you for dancing with us". Oh friends, may God help us to slow down. May we just dance in the middle of room in our undies, may we be OK with leaving a dirty house to meet with a friend. May we walk slow to see the beauty that is before us. May we not let the schedules, the to do's and everything in between get in the way of what's important. And that is the people in our lives!
Lets get off the computer, stop with the texts, quit saying lets connect and don't. Lets stop playing phone tag, lets stop being ok with checking in with people on facebook. Lets stop tweeting whats on the heart and share it in person. May instagram not replace the face to face images of each other.
Lets slow down and make time for each other!
Love you all,
Moni
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