In the days before mobile phones and satellite navigation, a lady got lost on her way to visit a friend who had moved house. Thirty minutes after her planned arrival time she was speeding through the city suburbs, when she saw a police car in her mirror: lights flashing. Pulling over, she apologised to the policeman. “I know I was speeding but I have been lost for forty minutes and I cannot find my destination.” “I am sorry about that madam but what made you think that hurrying would solve your problem?”
The temptation is strong in many spheres of life to go faster and faster without asking why? One doctor described the continual rush of modern life as “time sickness”. Irritability, ulcers, heart attacks and nervous breakdowns are often the result.
Could it be significant that the Chinese word for ‘busy’ is a compound word that defines this as a combination of ‘heart, attack and killing’?
When we make ourselves so busy that we are always rushing around trying to get countless things done, we kill something vital in ourselves and we smother the quiet common sense of our hearts. We all need to learn that there is a time to slow down, pause and appreciate the good things in our lives