Rush, Rush, Rush

 Looking into the pantry, I have no idea what to make for lunch. In my mind I'm thinking, hurry, hurry... Ah! Veggie soup, that sounds good. 

  Mmm, cornbread would make this meal so much better.

  I grab all the ingredients, ready to mix up a quick batch of corn bread.  Then I feel the Lord prompting me to slow down and ask the kids to help. 

   So I place everything out on the table. Gather the kids. They get so excited! Everyone takes turns. Brody, pours  flour.  Next, Grady pours sugar.  Then Savannah adds cornmeal and so on.  The whole time the kids are smiling and making happy messes.

 As I'm sitting practicing patience  enjoying my kids, I wonder why was I rushing through the day.  We had NOTHING planned.

  What other moments do I miss because I have a false sense of urgency?

  Lunch time was filled with joy. Lily nodding her approval over every bite. The kids laughing at their baby sister enjoying the bread they made for her.  Everybody asking for seconds! 

  What could have been a hurried meal, turned into a happy memory. I'm thankful I listened to the Lord and slowed down.  Lesson learned! Faster isn't always better or necessary.