This post comes from a lovely little book called “Mocha with Max,” by Max Lucado. I hope you enjoy it!
“Several years ago my daughter Andrea and I had a bicycle adventure. She had just learned to keep her balance on a two-wheeler and was ready to leave the safety of the front street and try the hill behind our house. She’d never ridden down a hill before.
We sat atop the descent and looked down it. To her it was Everest. “You sure you want to try?” I asked.
“I think so,” she gulped.
“Just put on your brakes when you want to stop. Don’t forget your brakes.”
“Okay.”
I rode my bike to the midway point and waited. Down she came. The bike began to pick up speed. The handlebars began to shake. Her eyes got big. Her pedals moved in a blur. As she raced past she screamed, “I can’t remember how to stop pedaling!”
She crashed into the curb.
If you don’t know how to stop, the result can be painful. True on bikes. True in life.”
We need one day in which work comes to a screeching halt. We need one 24-hour period in which the wheels stop grinding and the motor stops turning. We need to stop.
It’s worth it to remember to stop during any kind of busyness. Life is both movement and rest. It seems like we all have the movement part down; don’t forget about the rest.
Kathleen