Sunday, May 27, 2007

Speed

Speed is how fast you move. But do our lives need to be all about it? We are moving constantly, but it’s never fast enough. We think there aren’t enough hours in a day, but really we just need to slow down. What ever happened to stopping and smelling the roses? We are always rushed. We get stuck at a red light and we get mad. The microwaves aren’t fast enough for our busy lives. We get stressed about what kid has which sport and who’s going to what friends house. But getting stressed about all these things are our own faults. We plan our own hectic lives, so we shouldn’t be getting so wigged out about them. Parents get mad when they have to drive their kids to practices, but the parents are the ones who wanted their kids to play sports. The speed which we move at causes problems. But this could all be avoided if we just slowed down. But we refuse to, “I have to get this done now!” What difference does it make if you do it now or later. People complain about all the stress, but they bring most of it on themselves. We need to stop and smell the roses. The world would be a nicer place if we weren’t so mad because we have to drive somewhere inconvenient. Sure it’s annoying, but people don’t have to be rude about it. And if something is that big of a problem, be nice and you can work it out instead of letting it ruin your day. People get so stressed it causes them health issues. We need to take a break for ourselves, not for anyone else. It’s so much better to go with the flow than to go against it.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Lexie you are a great writer and a gret person. But most of all you are a great christian, and that is so important. Don't loose that, never try to fit in... be yourself and don't let anyone tel you different. I love you.

P.S my computer woldn't let me put my name so im gonna put it here.

Brigid

Unknown said...

Hey lexi. it's marie. your stuff is amazing. ur speech will be amzing don't worry you can do so much more than you think and i mean that in a good way.