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Hurry up!

Hurry up.  Faster.  Come on.  Not right now.  Maybe later.  Are you coming? We don't have time. We're gonna be late. No. Quickly.

These words come out of my mouth on a regular basis.  I have been trying to slow down and enjoy the gifts that God pours out daily, but I can't believe how often I hear myself using these phrases.

Are a 1.5 year old and a 3 year old really supposed to be in such a rush? I'm thinking about making a chart and recording every time I use the words I mentioned above. No, I know myself - I will quickly feel like a failure. Maybe I'll do the opposite.  I think I am going to try to keep a tab on the following words:

Yes, we can do that.  Wow!  That's awesome.  Want to try? What do you think that does? Why do you think God made that? OK. Check that out.  Look at this.  Yum, smell this.  Isn't this great? Want to try? Look. Slow down, silly.  Glad we didn't miss this.  Which one is your favorite? Want mommy to help?

Father God, you pour out Your gifts on us.  Yet, so often we rush right past them.  Help me, and anyone who longs for this, to slow down - enjoy your creation and teach our children to do the same.  Give us opportunities to explore, create, and learn.  If we are too busy and have to be in a rush in order to meet all of our obligations, show us which ones to cut - and make it possible.  You are an amazing God and you have the power to do all things.

Thank you for your love.  Your patience.  Your gentleness.  May we follow suit, Lord.

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