"Slow as molasses" is an old phrase meaning painfully slow. Molasses pours out of a jar very slowly, especially in cold weather. This term is not used as much today since molasses is not used much by our modern fast-food families. It was used as a sweetener in days gone by (before we knew sugar was bad for you) as it is a rich, thick byproduct of sugar making. It was often used to make cookies and other sweet treats, back when mothers baked such things.
"Slow as molasses" is the best phrase I can think of to describe myself right now. I have been sidelined for weeks with first the flu and then another round of snow and ice. I can sit for hours and watch the little finches fight over the spots on the feeders; or watch the alpacas raise their graceful necks to the sun as they munch on the crunchy coating of snow and sleet that covers our pasture.
I am perfectly happy being slow this winter. Honestly, I've always been slow. I was never good at witty comebacks. It takes me awhile to process my thoughts and form them into words. I'd much rather give a prepared speech to hundreds of people than answer a question off the top of my head in a small group.
I always thought slowness was bad; wishing I was the one to deliver that clever remark at just the right time; wishing I was the first one to know how to use the most current device. But that's ok. I'm ok. It's taken me 65 years to believe that I'm ok the way God made me. He made some of us to be the life of the party and some of us to speak life to one other person.
I praise God for the life He has given me; the gifts He has given me; the sensitive personality He has given me. Even if sometimes I'm as" slow as molasses". Or as " slow as Christmas" which is a long 42 weeks away.
"O, Lord, what a variety of things you have made! In wisdom You have made them all. The earth is full of Your creatures", Psalm 104:24.
"May the glory of the Lord continue forever! The Lord takes pleasure in all He has made", Psalm 104:31.
"I will sing to the Lord as long as I live. I will praise my God to my last breath! May all my thoughts be pleasing to Him, for I rejoice in the Lord", Psalm 104:33-34.
Slow and steady wins the race my friend, love you.
ReplyDeleteOh I sure hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you are an introvert, like me...It's a good thing...Only about 25% of the population are true introverts, and includes many very intelligent and creative people who are often able to do many things better than the majority because of their ability to concentrate on things and think them through more thoroughly.
I have a really good book written by a doctor on this subject...It's called 'The Introvert Advantage'.
BTW: Someone (an adult Sunday school teacher) Once told me that I was the slowest moving person he had ever known except for his Dad. :)
With the aches and pains I'm having, I'm glad the Lord still reminds me to be thankful despite...It takes me longer to accomplish a task but how grateful I am for the strength He gives me. And now, I'm beginning to enjoy slowing down...seeing more of the things to be thankful for than what could have been missed. Praying for our strength sister. Take care.
ReplyDeleteHi Peggy! Loved your post tonight. I, too, have been sidelined and while I also appreciate the slow lane and taking time to live life fully, this has been a difficult day. Recovering from back surgery and many months trying to get beautiful everyday ordinary back! The pain sometimes scary but trusting God and continuing to wait. Your blog and that of others so inspiring to me. To be reminded of truth and the fellowship of believers and the goodness of God. Thank you.
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