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still saturday: slow down

February 22, 2013 By Sandra Heska King

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On His way to heal Jairus’ daughter, Jesus slowed down to notice the woman who touched the fringe of His robe, the woman with the issue of blood. (Mark 5:22-43)

Jesus dallied when He received word of Lazarus’ illness. And his friend had died by the time He arrived. (John 11:1-45)

In both stories, slowing down was not an unfortunate delay or some kind of distraction from Jesus’ “real” mission. Instead, slowing down was a sign of Jesus’ attention to the Spirit. Slowing down formed part of the rhythm of his life. It became a teachable moment for his disciples to rely on God’s power instead of their own limited vision and abilities. It bore fruit in ministry to others as Jesus healed the woman in the crowd, as he went on to restore Jairus’s daughter to full health, as he brought comfort to Mary and Martha, as he raised Lazarus from the dead. For Jesus, slowing down meant time enough for each one and time to give glory to God. ~April Yamasaki in Sacred Pauses: Spiritual Practices for Personal Renewal (p. 27)

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Still slowing,

Sandy



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  1. Lyli@3dLessons4Life says

    February 22, 2013 at 9:34 pm

    I read this story again earlier this week. It was of great comfort to me last year when I was sick… knowing that He sees us reaching, and we are not lost in the crowd. So comforting!

    • Sandra says

      February 22, 2013 at 10:59 pm

      All that jostling, and He felt her touch. He sees us reach…hanging on to that thought. Thanks, Lyli.

  2. Kris says

    February 22, 2013 at 10:10 pm

    I love this, Sandy. Attention to the Spirit… yes. putting the brakes on this weekend, that I might pay better attention. Enjoy your weekend, sweet friend. XO

    • Sandra says

      February 22, 2013 at 10:56 pm

      Been praying for you, girlfriend. xo

  3. HisFireFly says

    February 22, 2013 at 10:51 pm

    Henri, yes
    slowing to the rhythm of the Spirit, yes again!

    • Sandra says

      February 22, 2013 at 10:56 pm

      One can never go wrong with Henri. You should check out April’s book, too. 🙂

  4. Michele-Lyn says

    February 22, 2013 at 11:14 pm

    I need to slow down friend, and I’ve seem to forget how.

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 6:50 am

      Praying for you, my sweet friend.

      • Michele-Lyn says

        February 23, 2013 at 12:00 pm

        Thank you <3

  5. Patricia @ Pollywog Creek says

    February 23, 2013 at 6:10 am

    I like that….”half of living is reflection”

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 6:51 am

      That’s a lot of time…

  6. Sylvia R says

    February 23, 2013 at 8:01 am

    Really good thoughts for me this morning. Now being gentler with myself for the slowing down I’ve done of late. It was time for the reflection half! Thanks, Sandy!

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 11:11 am

      It’s hard to shake that feeling that we’re wasting time when we slow it down. And yet… He redeems that time.

  7. JoAnne Potter says

    February 23, 2013 at 8:51 am

    For Jesus, slowing down meant time enough for each one and time to give glory to God.
    Yes. That is the measure of whether we proceed through life at the appropriate pace. Since our purpose for living is to give God glory, perhaps we should make sure we are doing it.
    Duh. (head slap)

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 11:10 am

      Ouch. That hurt. 🙂

  8. Rebekah says

    February 23, 2013 at 10:21 am

    Came here to link-up and look what I find–more on exactly what I’ve been pondering. Thank you!!

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 11:09 am

      So excited to see you here, Rebekah. It’s cool how we all often have the same thoughts–holy echoes.

  9. Gayle says

    February 23, 2013 at 10:37 am

    I am amazed on how our post link up like pieces to a puzzle. I took a few photos of some birds and never noticed much about them until I studies the pictures. I saw depths of color, of personality, and their amazing beauty.
    Have a blessed weekend,
    Gayle

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 11:08 am

      Amazing what you see in a photo that you didn’t even see while you were taking it.

      I love birds. 🙂

  10. Michelle DeRusha says

    February 23, 2013 at 10:54 am

    LOVE those pictures, Sandy. And I never noticed those words “slowed down” in that story. Thanks for pointing that out!

    • Sandra says

      February 23, 2013 at 11:04 am

      I don’t think they are, Michelle. Not that I’ve caught specifically in the versions I’ve read. It’s more inferred. He wasn’t in so great a rush despite the jostling to get to Jairus’ daughter that He didn’t notice the woman. He stopped and spoke with her. And He certainly wasn’t rushing to get to Lazarus.

  11. Sandra says

    February 23, 2013 at 11:11 am

    I just love you beautiful people. 🙂

  12. Jen Ferguson says

    February 23, 2013 at 11:21 am

    I feel like I’m about to crack today but these words help to slowly bring me back. God, please give me the strength to slow down.

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:25 pm

      Amen. xo

  13. Martha Orlando says

    February 23, 2013 at 11:22 am

    Be still and know . . .
    Blessings, Sandy!

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:25 pm

      And also to you, Martha.

  14. Courtney says

    February 23, 2013 at 12:28 pm

    Love this – “time enough for each one.” There is always time enough. Thank you for this reminder of Jesus’ example.

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:26 pm

      For all that He calls us to do, yes. As long as we take time for Him.

  15. Sheila Seiler Lagrand says

    February 23, 2013 at 12:47 pm

    What I miss when I hurry through this visit, this hour, this day. . . this life.

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:26 pm

      Me, too, Sheila. Me, too.

  16. Laurie Collett says

    February 23, 2013 at 4:57 pm

    May we always be attentive to God’s rhythm for our life, whether or not it involves what we perceive as a delay. He always uses that time to accomplish His perfect will, if we allow it. Thanks for the beautiful post & for hosting, & God bless!

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:30 pm

      What we perceive as delay. His timing is different than ours. Thanks for being a faithful participant. I’m grateful for you, Laurie.

  17. Jason Stasyszen says

    February 23, 2013 at 6:14 pm

    Powerful words and the picture made me smile. We don’t get to see turtles up our way, but I can appreciate the lesson. 🙂 Thanks Sandra.

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:30 pm

      I guess it’s a little cold for that there? 🙂

  18. Shelly Miller says

    February 23, 2013 at 7:25 pm

    Officially slowing after this comment. I love those words, all of the them. I wasn’t familiar with April until she followed my blog. Curious about her book now.

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:31 pm

      Pretty sure you’ll like it. I’m still working my way through it.

  19. Laura says

    February 23, 2013 at 8:07 pm

    A sign of his attention to the Spirit…

    Yes, I want to move slow enough to hear that whisper too. Praying your Saturday was sweet, Sandy.

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:32 pm

      We hung out in a wild bird store. Talk about sweet. 🙂

  20. Geneva says

    February 24, 2013 at 11:36 am

    Slowing down to hear the voice of God is something I’ve been pondering for the past several days. What a delight to read your post! Thank You very much!
    xo geneva

    • Sandra says

      February 24, 2013 at 10:32 pm

      Hi Geneva. So glad you’re here!

  21. Jennifer Richardson says

    February 25, 2013 at 9:21 pm

    i was wondering
    just today
    what may be the fruit
    of fasting “hurry”
    ….of choosing to go slow
    and lose the rush
    as worship.
    my heart leaps at this.
    thanks for the sweet inspire,
    Jennifer

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