Oh, how we love to be busy! How we love to spout off lists of things we’ve accomplished in one day. How we delight in having to keep it all straight in fancy, cute day planners. How we long for alerts in our phone to remind us of the next important thing we have to run to.
And how we love to run! From the minute the alarm goes off in the morning to the race in our minds as our head hits the pillow at the end of the day, we’re running. We treat every task, text, and thought as if it’s the very most important, emergent duty. And so we run, with our lips, our hands, our minds, we run. And we run fast. Fast is the only speed.
How attractive.
How exciting.
How addicting.
How exhausting.
How dry.
How sad.
May you be brave enough today to step off the hamster wheel. May you be disciplined enough to leave the phone silenced during dinner. May you refrain from sighing as you slow down for, yet another, red light. May you chew your food 30 times, savoring the flavor. May you answer the question “How are you?” without using the word “busy”. May you learn to say no. And may you find your worth in something other than your full schedule.