Slow me down Lord. Ease the pounding of my heart by the quieting of my mind. Steady my pace with the vision of the eternal reach of time. Give me, amid the confusion of the day, the calmness of the everlasting hills. Break the tensions of my nerves and muscles with the soothing music of the singing streams that still live in my memory. Help me to know the magical restoring power of sleep, teach me the art of taking minute vacations, of slowing down to look at a flower, to chat with a friend, to pat a dog, to answer a child's question or to read a few lines from a good book. Remind me each day, of the fable of the hare and the tortoise, that I may know that the race is not always to the swift, that there is more to life than just increasing its speed. Let me look upward into the branches of a towering oak and know that it grew slowly and well from a tiny acorn. Slow me down Lord, and insprire me to send my roots deep into the soil of life's enduring values, that I may grow more surely towards the stars.
~Author Unknown~
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