Slow me down, Lord!
Ease the pounding of my heart by the quieting of my mind.
Steady my hurried pace with a vision of the eternal reach of time.

Give me, amidst the confusion of my day,
The calmness of the everlasting hills.
Break the tensions of my nerves and muscles
With the music of the singing streams that live in my memory.

Help me to know the magic restoring power of sleep.
Teach me the art of taking minute vacations…
Of slowing down to look at a flower,
To chat with a friend, to pat a dog,
To read a few lines from a good book.
Remind me each day of the fable of the hare
And the tortoise that I may know
That the race is not always to the swift;
That there is more to life than increasing its speed.

Let me look upward into the branches of the towering oak
And know that it grew great and strong
Because is grew slowly and well.

Slow me down, Lord, and inspire me to send my roots
Deep into the soil of life's enduring values that I may grow
Toward the stars of my greater destiny.

Amen. --Wilfred A. Peterson

Thanks to Mare from Detroit who sent this to me

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