Moving Fast Enough to Outrun What Needs to Surface
You're moving at highway speed through a neighborhood designed for walking.
Busyness isn't progress. It's noise loud enough to drown out the questions you're avoiding. Why are you doing this? Why do you want that? Why does this matter?
If I stop moving, I'll fall behind.
If you stop moving, you'll finally see what you've been running past.
Living an unhurried, unexpected, quiet life isn't passive. It's the refusal to let speed become the anesthetic for unexamined decisions. Like trying to read a book on a roller coaster. You're moving, but you're not absorbing anything.
Jesus Christ knows your why already. He's not waiting to discover it. He's waiting for stillness to force you to confront it.
