On my trip to Disney World before the pandemic, I rode with my youngest grandchild, Eleanor, on the largest of the roller coasters. It was all that I needed or could tolerate in a roller coaster. My granddaughter’s verdict “It was good, but it wasn’t fast enough.” This is a girl with an appreciation for speed. Her grandfather covets her company even at a high speed, but is less thrilled by force of gravity. Sometimes I think that generally things in our world move too fast. Where is the time to appreciate the slower change of the seasons, the ripening of fruit, the growth of a child? Where we find time to breathe deeply, to walk slowly, to contemplate, to relax, to digest, ease up, to feel deeply, to heal, learn to savor, to cool our fevered minds. Perhaps “Be still and know that I am God” may not be about silence alone but about a pause in the rush and hurry of our lives to ponder the presence of God. To quote an old popular song “Slow down you’re moving too fast. You got to make the moment last.” Speed can be fun on the roller coasters of our lives, but there is something to be said for the lazy days of summer. Let’s slow down and let the quiet voice of God catch up with us.