Then God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done. (Gen 2:3)
Before the pandemic, life had sped up to a frenetic pace that I couldn’t maintain. (This led to my word of the year, renew which I’ve written about several times.) When someone would ask how I was doing, my answer was good but busy. This was the case so often that I found myself trying to find ways to answer without using the word “busy,” but in all honesty, I was busy, so I struggled to come up with another word that summarized my life.
When I returned the question, the answer was always the same. Everyone was always busy. We wore busyness like a badge of honor.
Between work, volunteering, and my social activities, I had filled every last moment in my schedule. All good things, to be sure, but too many good things is still too many. Continue reading “A Slower Pace”
