Slow me down Lord.
Quiet my mind.
Steady my harried pace with purposeful living.
Remind me each day that the race is not always for the swift;
There is more to life than increasing speed.
Let me look upward into the branches of a towering oak
And know that it grew slowly and well.
Slow me down Lord,
Inspire me to send my roots deep into
The soil of Your enduring values,
That I might grow into one who will above all, love deeply.