All the things that make us tired are branches and fruit from the fear tree.

Haste is no different. Haste and hurry are fear of not having enough time and-or energy to accomplish my ends; fear of being at the wrong place at the wrong time . . . or being in the wrong place at the right time for something inconvenient (at best) to happen.

Ironically, I had been in a hurry to write about haste. Because I was afraid I wouldn’t remember all the things I wanted to say; that the inspiration would expire and I’d be left to my own devices to scratch out a few words about living in far less of a hurry . . .

Ever since I heard the phrase, ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life, I’ve been on a quest to do so. And I notice it in exactly as many more places than I would like for it to stay.

A few days ago I started writing a song about the death of Sisera in Judges 4-5, and I felt myself in a hurry to get it done, to get the words out; to get the lyrics cleaned up and the melody polished.

Aside from the impatience of wanting to enjoy the finished song from beginning to end, there was a slimy kind of angst about finishing first. Before what or who I’m not sure . . .  before someone else writes the same exact song? Unlikely. And anyway, it’s not like I even have plans to record it anytime soon.

I think it’s just been a way of life for me . . . hurry up and finish so I can have time on my hands. Hurry up and finish in case I never get a chance to later. Hurry up and finish so I don’t have to do anything else ever again . . .

There are certainly times when I need to move quickly, but in all that hurrying to get to the rest, I make myself more tired than I have to be.

I have come a far long way with regard to being present and living with contentment; not holding my breath or waiting for life to start. And in the frenzy of the past half decade, this new suburban pace I find myself in is lending itself to more progress. I am learning to slow down and exit the highway; to approach all things with confidence in the God who loves me, and let tasks take the time they need for thorough and satisfied completion.

So here I am posting about haste days later than I initially wanted to . . . because I am ruthlessly eliminating hurry from my life.

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