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Austin Grigg

Husband, father of two bright-eyed boys, dabbling theologian, web developer and app maker.

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All the Time in the World

My friend Winn posted a poem on Facebook the other day by John O’Donohue titled A Blessing For One Who is Exhausted. The poem speaks of the weariness and stress of life and offers some wisdom to find the road back to peace and wholeness. There are a number of great lines, but these two have stuck with me and given me pause.

Learn to linger around someone of ease
Who feels they have all the time in the world.

I’ve thought about how restful it is to be around someone who has all the time in the world. Someone who isn’t rushing this way and that, clamoring to get more done, someone who isn’t constantly looking down at the their phone to make sure they haven’t missed a tweet or text message. How refreshing it is to be around someone who is not carried along by the bustle of the world around them, but walks in their own rhythm.

Every couple of weeks I grab coffee with my friend Jeff. We usually pick a spot outside of Starbucks – he says it is a great place for conversations. The first time we met there we talked for about two and a half hours. Jeff is like that, once you get him going he can’t help himself. He wants to hear about your family and about your business and about your ministry. He has his own responsibilities but he always acts like he has no where else to be but where he is.

I want to live like I have all the time in the world. I want to slow down and savor the beautiful things of life. I want to give myself away to what is truly important. I don’t want to be someone vexed in spirit, always busy.

So, as a small step, I’ve decided I’m going to stop saying I’m so busy. I own my own company, I have two small boys, I serve at church – there are always things to get done. But when someone asks me how I’m doing, or how is work going, instead of answering we’re slammed, or it’s crazy right now, I’m going to say it’s going great.

Maybe I’ll think of something better to say, but for now that will suffice. Maybe that will give me a chance to ask how their kids are doing or talk about woodworking. Maybe I’ll be a voice of peace and calm in a world full or noise and stress. And just maybe I’ll start seeing every conversation, every interaction, every moment as a gift.


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