Slow Me Down Today

Why does it always seem so true
That the hours in the day are just too few
To accomplish all we want to get done
And have alittle time left over for some fun?


We rush madly about from here to there
As if we didn't have a second to spare.
It's been said we live in an "instant" society
And we strive to be all that we can be.


But stress arises when our list of things to do
Becomes so long our life is like a zoo.
We want to calm down and just relax
But, oh no, here comes another fax!
There's places to be; there's bills to pay.
Slowly our nerves are beginning to fray.
Too quickly each day the clock ticks down
And we wish for just more time to be found.


Where does all this madness stop?
Is it really so important to make it to the top?
Somewhere along the line you may forget what really matters in life
And lose sight of who you are among the hurry and strife.
But just be still and listen to what Jesus says to us
And let go of all life's ridiculous fuss.
Satan wants us so deeply entangled in the insignificant
That we're not in the game of life to play anymore, but only to bunt.


Jesus was never rushed a day He walked on this earth.
He kept a steady pace and knew His worth.
So, whenever our lives become like a revolving door
Remember the understanding One who offers us sweet rest forevermore.
Just take a deep breath and slowly say,
"Jesus, I love you.  Slow me down today."


By Donna Whatley

God and Satan One-on-One

Pray, My child. Ask and you shall receive.

No, you won't, said Satan, for God deceives.

Children, be patient and serve only Me.

But if you serve God you are slave, not free.

For you I created the moon, the stars, the lakes.

Yes, but look what total devotion to God takes.

When you're in trouble, I'm always by your side.

No, Satan replied, that is when your precious God

always hides.

Every prayer of yours I always answer.

Ha, mocked Satan, and where is the cure for cancer?

I am Alpha and Omega, most powerful and high.

Then why do Your children serve ME until they die?

The tides roll in and out at My command.

And I suppose You want them to believe You made

every single grain of sand?

I love them with a love that shaped the universe.

Then why do they concentrate on my kingdom and believe

their circumstances could be no worse?

I hold on wanting none to perish eternally with you.

I will use every trick at my disposal to assure they never

know You.

Satan, there's one thing you've forgotten.

Come on, God, there's nothing that can save Your precious

man from his sin.

Step forth, My Son, and show Satan Your hands and feet.

Satan looked and suddenly he could feel Hell's fiery heat.

Jesus looked into Satan's eyes and said, "The ones who love

Me will know it was for them to the cross I went."

But Satan never replied - he was only deathly silent.

Donna Whatley