I guess my farm girl genes surfaced once again. Thanks to Bill and Denny and their instruction on how to start, run, and actually mow with my Cub Cadet, I was finally able to mow my lawn. Here was an instance of “slow is better.” Slow meant more control and a better job done. I knew I couldn’t hurry this learning process or getting the feel of how to maneuver those two metal steering bars. I loved the final results and I had fun on my “new toy.”
Some of you may be like me. I have, for the most part, found it hard to ask for help. But there are time when we need to do just that.
Also, “slow” has hardly ever been my favorite way of doing things. Yet,this, too, may be a necessary way to approach a problem or learn something new. It’s also God’s way of growing us. He doesn’t expect us to reach spiritual maturity “overnight.” it’s actually a lifetime procedure. There’s always more to learn. He often uses other Christians to help and teach us. Be willing to accept their help.
“Being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.” Phil. 1:6
This often just takes a slow steady pace. Don’t get discouraged.