Well, I’ve had it God, I’m sitting here,
                                                                                 The victim of another year---
                                                                                 Another winter, another spring---
                                                                         Lord! I’ve lived too fast to see a thing.
                                                                         Rushing here and rushing there,
                                                                 Where did it get me Lord? Nowhere!
                                                         Another year, but no more wise---
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                                                         When you're constantly moving
                                                 you can't focus long enough
                                         to really know if you're moving in the right direction
                                 or if you're just moving

The Problem . . .
 (Left brain . . . )


 Rushing and racing
 and running in circles
 Moving so fast, I'm forgetting my purpose
 Blur of the traffic is sending me spinning
 Getting nowhere

 My head and my heart are colliding,
 Chaotic pace of the world
 I just wish I could stop it
 Try to appear like I've got it together
 falling apart

 Sometimes I fear that I might disappear
 In the blur of fast forward I falter again
 Forgetting to breathe, I need to sleep
 getting nowhere

         All that I've missed I see in the reflection
         Passed me while I wasn't paying attention
         Tired of rushing, racing and running
         falling apart

         Tell me
         Oh won't you take my hand and lead me
         Slow me down
         Just show me how
         'Cause I'm ready to fall
         Slow me down
         Don't let me live a lie
         Before my life flies by
         I need you to slow me down

                 The noise of the world is getting me caught up
                 Chasing the clock and I wish I could stop it
                 Just need to breathe, somebody please
                 Slow me down

                         Just show me
                         slow me down, slow me down
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Because of the pace you’ve chosen for your life,
You’ve always felt like sitting still was a dreadful thing.
After all, if you're not moving, you're getting behind, right?

. . .  it's not always about what you want.
. . . it is more about what you need . . .
 but to know what that really is
         you have to sit still long enough
                 to discover it . . .  

                         So . . . comes the day. . .
                                 when into a place of solitude you go
                                         to shut up and listen . . .  and learn.


                                                                                         The Solution . . .
                                                                                  (Right Brain . . .)

                                                                                 Slow me down, Lord!
                                                                                 Ease the pounding of my heart
                                                                                 By the quieting of my mind.
                                                                                 Steady my harried pace
                                                                         With a vision of the eternal reach of time.

                                                                         Give me,
                                                                         Amidst the confusions of my day,
                                                                         The calmness of the everlasting hills.
                                                                         Break the tensions of my nerves
                                                                         With the soothing music
                                                                         Of the singing streams
                                                                 That live in my memory.

                                                                 Help me to know
                                                                 The magical power of sleep,
                                                         Teach me the art
                                                 Of taking minute vacations
                                                 Of slowing down
                                                 To look at a flower;
                                                 To chat with an old friend
                                                 Or make a new one;
                                                 To pat a stray dog;
                                                 To watch a spider build a web;
                                                 To smile at a child;
                                         Or to read a few lines from a good book.

                                         Remind me each day
                                         That the race is not always to the swift;
                                         That there is more to life
                                         Than increasing its speed.

                                 Let me look upward
                                 Into the branches of the towering oak
                                 And know that it grew great and strong
                                 Because it grew slowly and well.

                         Slow me down, Lord,
                         And inspire me to send my roots deep
                 Into the soil of life's enduring values
                 That I may grow toward the stars
         Of my greater destiny.  
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                                         So God, I’m slowing down right now,
                                         Trying to find some peace, somehow.
                                         I want to see and touch and taste
                                         The things I just rushed by in haste.

                                                 I want some time for rest and quiet,
                                                 So slow me down, Lord. Help me try it.
                                                 I want to really live each day
                                                 So next year I can smile and say:
                                                         
"Well, I’ve made it, God. I’m sitting here
                                                         On friendly terms with life this year---
                                                         Another Summer another Fall---
                                                         Lord! I slowed down and lived it all.

                                                         And strangest thing to my surprise
                                                         When my old life got down to size,
                                                 The good (there was some) stood the test
                                         And God, I’ll never miss the rest."

                                         And if that’s what I’m saying then
                                         I’ll never rush through life again.
                                 So slow me down, God, help me to see…
                         And thank you kindly for loving me.
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                                And. . . my day came . . .
                        into a place of solitude I went
                 and shut up
      and listened . . .  
and learned.
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Acknowledgements:
[1] -Slow Me Down, God ~Author Unknown
[2] -Excerpted from: Emmy Rossum -Slow Me Down
[3] -Slow Me Down Lord ~Wilferd A. Peterson
Media: Watermark ~Enya