
It's a beautiful day here in San Antonio. Enjoy church!
After reading an interesting book review, I tracked down and borrowed the same book from my library. It was titled, In Praise of Slowness, and written by Carl Honore.
I must admit, I’m a fast-a-holic. When driving, I tend to go faster rather than slower, I tend to speed read my books, I flip between stations when my TV show is on the commercial, and I can't seem to do one thing at a time anymore. This book has made me re-evaluate my values and yes, actually slow down a bit (especially when driving).
“Be still and know that I am God”, “Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry”, “For six days, work is to be done, but the seventh day is a Sabbath of rest” and “it is a Sabbath of rest for you, and you must deny yourselves.”
I thank You God for most this amazing day:
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;
and for everything which is natural
which is infinite which is yes.
(I who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;
this is the birthday of life and love and wings:
and of the gay great happening illimitably earth)
How should tasting, touching, hearing, seeing, breathing any-
lifted from the no of all nothing-human
merely being doubt unimaginably You?