Slow does not seem to happen anymore. Slow hangs like an abstract painting between more palatable pieces - between fast and lazy. This season is sick with fast and lazy, with running around shopping malls and with hiding under thick covers. Too much spending and too much rushing, too much pampering and too much justifying selfish pursuits. Too much. And the hustle is exhausting.
Somewhere along the way, we equated slow with "unproductive" and savor with "inefficient." We let ourselves slide into routines of excess that glorify our gluttony. We are either obsessing about productivity or obsessing about recuperating from productivity.
We forget to experience good things slowly.
Last week was an exception. Last week, twelve new and old friends gave beautiful meaning to the phrase, "reclining at table" when we lingered for hours over our Thanksgiving meal. Our hodgepodge living room was candlelit and crowded. The laughter reached all the empty corners where bare walls still meet bare floor. We passed our potluck food around three stretched tables and no one was rushing. We lingered. From appetizers to desserts, we lingered.
A week later, I am learning these lessons of slowly. I am learning to be selfless with a "list of things to do on my day off" when what I think I want is fast and lazy. No, everyday cannot be a day I host a thanksgiving feast in my apartment. But everyday can be about intentionally experiencing good things slowly, like conversations and thoughtful gift making.
Rush, buy, build, pamper, play. I can't keep up with the Joneses and I don't know who can. I'm going to be honest: are the Joneses even happy, whoever they are?
It isn't about doing less in life. Well, maybe it is. Maybe it is about choosing wisely so the good things we choose can be done slowly. I am tackling a "to do list" today, just like anyone would on a day free of 9-5 schedule. But, I want to tackle it slowly. I want my checkbook and my dayplanner to reflect a slow, savored, unselfish day.
And then, I guess I want that to be every day. It's an upstream swim here in NYC, but it is everywhere.
This song by Sara Watkins is on repeat, literally. The rhythm reminds me to breathe deeply and walk slowly when more important people are rushing around my shoulders. The words remind me that slow living is not less important, not less accomplished. Living slowly and savoring good things is still hard work with sweet reward.
Living slowly is about breaking ground for good things.
There is a reward inside our slow, hard work when it is done unselfishly. We are free to be unselfish because Christ gave Himself for us. We are not confident in our efficiency and neither do we trust our cleverness to complete what we've started in breaking ground. We do not revel in past accomplishments or dwell on past failures. As we build on broken ground, we are not hasty in construction or worried about completion because that has already been promised.
We savor good things when we work slowly for others, trusting God to complete and perfect the work. He will take our hodgepodge to-do lists and our hodgepodge gatherings and our hodgepodge 9-5 work days - He will take them all and make them productive. We are left to savor slowly the miracle of working and serving and loving at all.