Wait Training {a #poem}
I want to fly these dumbbells
up, down, up, down
quick! The momentum of each
lift rising at my side pushing past
perhaps what’s safe or wise
in the name of what? Speed
or yes, the checklist-exercise-
done! When I slow instead,
face the window and raise
these weighted arms slow,
slow, slow-up; slow, slow, slow-
down-the strain increases but the
work muscle-wise is longer lasting.
I feel the wait and wonder if speed
is highly overrated. Aware of the
answer, I rest into the process
lifting again, lowering at my leisure.
Repeat.Relax.Rest.Return.
And find a lesson in these weights,
an exercise written over taut skin,
reaching to my soul.
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I’m heading to the Cascade Mountains of Washington for a weeklong writing project (first draft of my little book!). I covet your prayers for this process–I’d like to speed it up, but God keeps reminding me He’s with me while I wait on Him for the words.
