haste; an unlikely friend.

Haste is a friend of mine.

In a stupid way, it always has been (mostly unbeknownst to me during these said hasty moments, as I often feel overwhelmed and uncomfortable). We've been frenemies for the longest time, as these fast-moving moments bring bouts of both chaos and clarity.

The quickest-made decisions have been some of my best yet, and I know why --

I didn't have the chance to overthink.

Have you ever felt so completely overrun by your own mind? Like, for instance, you're just minding your own business at home when all of a sudden a thought will violently appear like an unwanted guest in your living room, kick off their shoes and make themselves comfortable right beside you?

I have. And it's strange.

The thought sits right next to you on your couch and wraps its long, grippy arm around your neck, whispering into your ear "I'm baaaaaaaaaaaccccckkkkkk".

Gross, right?

This is unfortunately how we are conditioned as human beings - we find ourselves the victim of the overbearing, disheartening and threatening voice inside of our heads:

"It won't work"

"You shouldn't even try"

"Why would you?"

"Stay as you are"

Don't get me wrong here, I love a good thought-session. It can be therapeutic, it can be beautiful. It is very important to use the mind you've been given, the wisdom and guidance of the people around you, and most importantly the counsel of the Word of God.

But when it comes to choosing between following the path presented to me with faith, or staying stagnant in an undesirable situation due to overthought, I am all for making a hasty jump into the unknown.

(Kind of like that song from the beginning of Frozen 2 for any of you who watched it - if you haven't, get off your high horse and watch it because it is seriously great)

One instance of this in my more recent years would be deciding to move from Sydney to Western Victoria. I had no clue that I wanted to do this until I made the choice on a random Tuesday afternoon after a really difficult day of navigating my emotions and looking at the direction my life was going in.

The lead up to the decision showed me my options. Haste & wisdom helped me choose.

Am I guilty of overthinking things at times?


Am I trying to stop myself from overthinking?


"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life ? "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." -- Matthew 6:25-34

It's in trusting that things will turn out okay when you dive in head-first with haste that we find real joy in our lives. Lean into what God has put into your heart, and trust that even when the time to think and overthink is cut so short, you'll be okay.