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Stop running for a minute, and breathe..

Go, go, go. It seems that is the way we have to function if we have any hope of keeping up with the race that life can become. Priorities push and pull us in different directions. Travel here, go there, pick up one here, take another there. Do you sometimes feel like life is dragging you along at a pace that is just a little to fast? I make an effort to keep things under control, but it speeds up a little at a time, until without realising it happened, I am running to keep up again. I believe, that sometimes it is necessary to just put on the breaks. To say stop. No we won't be running there today, today we are taking the day off. We are going to sit at the same table for dinner. We are going to have a conversation, all in the same room, without the use of technology. No facebook, no texting, no email, no twittering, and no phone. Today, we look each other in the eyes and talk. Today we discuss what makes you happy, and what makes you sad. We talk about our faith, and discuss the wonders God has done in our lives this week. We pray for people who are hurting, sick, and in need. Time to slow down, tap on the breaks, take a breather. What is the rush anyway? What is so important? Nothing is more important than cherishing the relationships we are so lucky to have. That is all I have to say about that.

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