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slow and steady

  • mrellington313
  • May 30, 2022
  • 3 min read

This time last year I was leaving a job for the sake of my mental health. I was not okay and both my mind and body were suffering. I was going a million miles a minute and I knew I needed a change. I decided to try and slow my life down, I wanted to go from surviving to thriving. I wasn’t sure how I would get there, but I was confident that God was capable of orchestrating more than I was imagining for myself. I described to a dear friend recently that it felt like my fire went out and I was left with embers. And I was okay with just embers, there might not have been much left but there was still something there. I knew that the fire could blaze again, I just needed time.


Johnnyswim released a new album recently and my favorite song is ‘Slow.’ I recognize that this song is about a couple but the opening verse describes so well where I feel I am in life right now that I’ll listen to it on repeat all day.


I’ve been sleepin’ in more than I have

I’ve been dreamin’ dreams again

I’ve been makin’ space, I’ve been savin’ room

Now I can breathe again


Over the past year I have slowly been able to find rest, true rest. Not just being able to sleep through the night, although that has been a gift as well. Being able to truly rest has given me the capacity to dream again. I have been able to make space and create room for different things in my life. Truly, I feel as though I can breathe again and breathe deep, not some shallow breath.


I am grateful for this gift of being able to go slow. To take my time, to rest, to heal, and to be made whole once more. As I look back on this year I could not possibly even begin to put into words all that God has done. I am confident that I did the right thing in quitting my job, even though I had nothing lined up, in order to take care of myself. It was scary and stressful to not know when I would work again or what kind of job I would have. I was told ‘no’ more than I wanted and it honestly sucked. With every no I was believing for a better yes for myself. A yes that would bring life and joy and for me that was worth waiting for. I am grateful I had the opportunity and ability to wait for this.


Now I have a job I love, technically I have two jobs that I love. Both bring me joy. Both make me come alive in completely different ways. Each one speaks to a different part of my heart and passions. Each day I am able to do something that fills my cup and that is a sweet gift. In both jobs I am deeply appreciated and told that I am appreciated. For this I am grateful. It makes it far easier to show up with my full self when I know that my full self is wanted and needed in the jobs that I have.


I have had more than one friend recently tell me how much happier I seem to them. The difference a year makes is incredible. A year filled with slowing down and taking care of myself. Doing both of these has allowed me to step more fully into who I am and who I believe God has called me to be. There are a number of things I am dreaming of doing that I can’t do just yet, but to have the capacity to dream again has been incredible. I feel as though I have been given this incredible gift of time and capacity to think in order to see where I want to go.


They say slow and steady wins the race, and that may be true, but I think slow and steady is also the perfect pace for coming alive and dreaming again. And that’s the race I want to win, the race to become who I am meant to be. I am loving who I am and who I am becoming. And I hope that wherever you may be that you are able to daily step into more of who you are meant to be as well. I’m cheering you on in this slow and steady race of life.


 
 
 

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