My Quaker Meeting seems to be in a tearing hurry. Decisions being made rapidly. Decisions being made by one or two people. Decisions involving the education and care of our children. I don't know where the decisions come from. Especially the ones about our children. It all feels so rushed.
I will always be learning to be a Quaker. I joke about being taught the secret handshake and getting the secret decoder ring upon becoming a member. But along with the many joys, comes some hard, time-intensive work. There's joy in that, too. In our hurry up, hi-speed world, it's nice to slow down. I admit, it's hard for me. Feels sometimes like we are moving too slow. I'm not perfect at slowing down. I'll never be perfect, of course, but am working towards Quaker process. It takes time. This allows everyone to be heard. Ideally, this leads to a decision that the group can be comfortable with the outcome. When I first came to Quakerism, I too, was in a tearing hurry. I've slowed down a bit, but it takes the touch of the Spirit to slow me down to listen to my friends, listen to my heart. I pray that our Meeting slows down. That it takes it's foot off the accelerator. Because it's scaring me. And if we REALLY care about our children, we won't be like the rest of the world, and teach them to rush.