My mastermind coach Jennifer A Edwards sent this to our group recently and it struck home for me.
“Nothing God creates is rushed. Not fruit. Not seasons. Not you. Hurry feels heavy because it isn’t holy.”
I needed this reminder because it is easy to wish God operated like Amazon Prime. “Lord, if You could just overnight ship the healing, the answers, the clarity, and maybe a nap, that would be great.” But life does not work that way.
Fruit takes time to ripen.
Flowers take time to bloom.
And the things God grows deepest usually grow slowest.
It is so easy to find ourselves carrying the weight of hurry without even realizing it. It doesn’t usually happen all at once. It sneaks in quietly through busy schedules, good responsibilities, and one more thing added to the calendar.
I know I’ve been there.
We hurry healing.We hurry decisions.We hurry grief.We hurry relationships.We hurry ourselves because we feel behind.
And honestly? Hurry is heavy.
I have learned this sitting in hospital rooms, treatment centers, waiting rooms, and holy moments with families walking through really hard things.
The deepest things in life almost never happen quickly.
Healing is slow.
Trust is slow.Growth is slow.And sometimes God does His best work in the waiting rooms of life.
Not one person in hospice has ever said,“I wish I had answered more emails.”
Not one. They talk about people. Moments. Laughter. Love. Coffee on porches. Dogs curled up beside them. The little things that turned out to be the big things.
And maybe that’s why I’m learning not to fight every slow season so hard.
Nature doesn’t panic.
The sunrise never rushes itself. The seasons don’t compete with each other. And a watermelon doesn’t wake up angry because it’s not a strawberry. 
Yet here we are stressing because our timeline does not look like somebody else’s highlight reel on social media.
A reminder today:
You are not behind.
God is not up in heaven tapping His foot at you.
You are growing in ways you cannot even see yet.
Perspective takes time.
Wisdom takes time.Strength takes time.And sometimes the very season you are trying to escape is the one producing the deepest roots.
So maybe today we stop glorifying exhaustion like it’s a spiritual gift. Maybe we rest a little. Laugh a little. Sit on the porch a little longer. Pet the dog. Drink the coffee while it’s still warm. Quit apologizing for needing breathing room.
Because nothing God creates is rushed.
Not seasons. Not healing. Not hope. And not you.
And if you see me moving a little slower these days, no worries!… I’m apparently “ripening.”
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