Do you remember as young girls, how the day seemed to lazily pass by (or drag on)?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I remember.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I remember napping on the grass after watching the clouds pass by.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had all the time in the world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sometimes, I had no concept of time, especially for appointments (which drove my folks to great irritation levels).<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Life was quiet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Serene.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Leisure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Somewhere, somehow, I lost touch with that life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even as a teenager, I still found the time to enjoy the spring blossoms as I walked to my destination.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I enjoyed the quiet of a library, reading and losing myself into worlds the books would describe to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For a while, it balanced out the busyness and stress of ongoing activities and classes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I remember thinking that I wanted to retain that balance throughout life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In my twenties, I jumped into an active lifestyle with full-time ministry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At first, I didn’t notice that those quiet times were no longer there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I still took time to enjoy spring blossoms, but eventually, that also stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Full force into adult life, the quiet times dissipated silently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, I began to feel tired, but sleep never fixed the problem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was in high gear, always doing something all the time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There were moments when I could surge forward and succeed at anything I put my hand to do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There were also those elusive spaces where I noticed that something was missing, though I couldn’t put my finger on it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My thirties kept me busy with personal development, dealing with past hurts and implementing a lifestyle of forgiveness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My forties blossomed into the hearts desire of furthering the kingdom of Yahweh in the hearts of others.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This is where life started to slow down because it took time to invest in relationships.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I began to spend more time with Yahushua through journaling (though, when I reread the entries, the raw emotions strongly suggested diary).<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I began to invest deeper into my relationship with Yahweh, where I was communing with Him and Yahushua on a very regular (minute-by-minute) basis.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Life still hurdled its problems, challenges, responsibilities, tasks, jobs, and whatever else it could at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For the most part, I managed to absorb and complete at the expense of sacrificing my own rest time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had 20 years experience of running in high gear, ready to jump into action any time day or night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I learned to slow down, life didn’t slow down with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had to carve out the quiet time now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Write it in my calendar, put it in my schedule.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I knew that if I waited for life to slow down, I would still be running in high gear because life never stops.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There are always chores to do, responsibilities to shoulder, tasks to finish, and projects to complete.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There are always problems to solve, challenges to overcome, hurdles to jump, setbacks to work around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It never stops.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Trust me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don’t wait for life to happen for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do something about it because it never stops.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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