It’s Not a Race!

“Slow down, you move too fast!  Got to make the morning last.  Just kicking down the cobble stones.  Looking for fun and Feelin’ Groovy!”   The words to this Paul Simon’s came to my mind the other day.

I was driving home the other day and it occurred to me that I have a problem.  For some reason, I think I need to be the lead car when driving down the road most of the time.  Not that I speed too much…. note the too much…… but I do like to keep moving and I have a tendency to pass cars when I don’t think they are going fast enough.  Oh, don’t get me wrong…. there are plenty of other drivers out there who go much faster than I…. I just can’t stand to be behind a slow poke.

It suddenly hit me as I was coming down 12600 So. that there was no reason that I needed to rush home.  I wasn’t trying to beat a deadline, I didn’t have an appointment to make, so what was all the rush about?  I slowed down and decided to stay in the right lane behind whoever was in front of me and just take it easy getting to the intersection where I would be making a right hand turn.  Then I started thinking….. what other things do I do that I’m just speeding through?

LIfe is not a Race.  We need to slow down and savor the moment, just as we should slow down and savor our food.  Food tastes better when you do that, and it’s much better for your digestive system.  Have you heard the expression, “Stop and smell the Roses”?  Roses are beautiful, but how much more could we enjoy them if we would take the time to inhale their fragrance.

What do we drive by or walk by everyday that we just aren’t paying attention to?  How much are we missing out on because we are in a hurry?  I fear way too much.  It’s time to “slow down, you move too fast”  If we plan our day as best as we can, allowing time for us to get where we need to be with out rushing, we may just notice things around us better.  But you do have to be looking!

I’m grateful for the little reminder that life is not a race!  I don’t have to be at the front of the line.  Try paying attention to what’s going on around you instead of being annoyed your not up front.  Perhaps someone is trying to get your attention.  Interestingly enough, I was emailed a story that goes with this idea very well.  I’m posting it here at the end of the blog…. so thanks for slowing down long enough to keep reading!

I am Grateful!  How are you?


A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down 
when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door!

He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver 
then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against 

a parked car shouting, ‘What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?’ The young boy was apologetic. ‘Please, mister…please, I’m sorry but I didn’t know what else to do,’ He pleaded. ‘I threw the brick because no one else would stop…’ With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. ‘It’s my brother,’ he said, ‘he rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.’ 

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, ‘Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.’ 

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay ‘Thank you and may God bless you,’ the grateful child told the stranger.

Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. 

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: ‘Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!’ God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don’t have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It’s our choice to listen or not. 


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