S0 often we work from the perspective of “hurry” we must hurry to work, to school, to sports or other activities. We forget that there is a blessing in time that is fully lost in the speeding.
When it comes to healing it is the same thing. We cannot rush healing, sure we can expedite it by applying ointments and bandages, but we cannot make it better overnight.
Healing must come with time.
I would like to hurry to the “better place,” instead of trudging through the hard places. I love the view from the mountain top, not so much from the valley where the peaks seem daunting and nearly impossible to climb.
Speeding past the hard things doesn’t allow us to learn the lessons God wants to teach us. We need stillness, we need quiet. We cannot grow faster or healthier if we are constantly rushing.
For the past two weeks I have been at home on a “stay-cation” with my husband, working on our house and quite honestly, just spending time together. We ran errands together, went out to eat together– without the teenagers, and even took a short road trip. It was healing sitting next to each other, being quiet, talking about the little things.
We re-stitched the places that had become unraveled. We healed the neglected places.
Slow down, don’t move too fast, you’ll forget the important things– the things that last.