In May, I had the pleasure of attending a weekend spiritual retreat. And what I found there surprised me: so much joy in slowing down. Not relief. Not just rest. Joy.

The more God heals me, the slower life begins to feel. Not empty, not lazy, not unproductive — just intentional. Healing taught me that success means nothing if it costs your peace, and that God’s timing is not something to rush.

Between work, chores, and daily routines, it’s easy to forget how magical childhood really is. As a mom, I’m learning to pause, put down the to-do list, and soak in the laughter, the mess, and the memories — before they slip away. Motherhood moves fast, but our kids grow faster. This is my reminder — and maybe yours too — to slow down, be present, and appreciate the little moments that become the big ones later.

Have you found yourself struggling to accomplish goals you set for yourself? This blog takes a look at how slowing down is the biggest weapo