Noticing Yourself Mid-Stride

You are already moving.

Coffee in one hand.

Phone in the other.

Bag heavy on your shoulder.

The elevator doors reflecting just enough to catch yourself in motion.

Not posed.

Not prepared.

Just passing by.

Most of life looks like this.

Between meetings.

Between emails.

Between responsibilities stacked faster than pockets.

Shrinking hides easily inside busy.

Inside competence.

Inside the rhythm of always carrying too much without complaint.

We convince ourselves that disappearing is efficiency.

That ignoring our limits is professionalism.

That pausing would make us irresponsible.

But Christ keeps interrupting people in hallways.

In reflections caught accidentally.

In moments where you realize you have not checked in with yourself all day.

Stopping shrinking sometimes looks like noticing your own body while it is still running.

Asking whether your shoulders can drop.

Whether you actually need to carry everything alone.

Whether God might be inviting you to set one thing down.

There are seasons when slowing even slightly feels impossible.

When work demands speed.

When others depend on your output.

Jesus does not shame diligence.

He simply refuses to let people vanish inside it.

If today all you can manage is to breathe while the elevator doors slide open, that counts.

If you choose to release one small burden instead of gripping everything tighter, that is faith.

If you acknowledge yourself instead of sprinting past, that is healing.

You are not meant to survive your days at full capacity.

Christ is teaching you how to stay present while you move.