Sometimes I allow other people to influence my behavior. It’s not intentional. It just happens. Like yesterday when I was unloading the dishwasher. My wife decided to help. She wants to get it done. I unconsciously speed up. I grabbed a coffee mug from one of her favorite sets. It slipped from my fingers. Dropped onto another mug. In an instant what had been one useable object was three pieces of trash.
Once I rushed through everything. And I made mistakes. I overlooked part of the equation or one silly word in the story problem.
Slow is actually fast. And better. A slight reduction in hurry and my wife would have a full set of six coffee mugs in the set instead of five.
A slight reduction in reading speed and I would have more perfect scores on my Duolingo language lessons. A slight reduction in learning new chords on the guitar would result in deeper understanding of the nuances of the chord.
Not rushing through meditation and prayer—priceless.
Pausing to ponder one of Jesus’ stories—deeper understanding.
Slowing down to actually listen to those I’m with—better relations.
Slower can be faster and with more quality.
Faith Venture 
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