Often I find myself stuck
between the slow
and the fast,
fitting into neither,
stumbling,
never finding
a comfortable
pace.
I am impatient with those ahead of me, whose slow progress impedes my attempts to reach my destination.
I am angry at those pushing me from behind, so concerned with reaching their goal that I am just another obstacle in their way.
I must remember that at times I have been both.
It is the engine within, not the speed of those I encounter on the road, that drives me to anger and impatience.
O Divine Driver,
Grant that I might have a
more compassionate
awareness on this
journey.
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