Slow as Molasses
I have been told I am as slow as molasses. I have also been told I go too fast. I suppose my speed depends on what I do.
When anyone or anything is slow as molasses, it is really slow.
A few exceptionally slow items include:
- Dial up internet service
- Turtles
- Many children (and teachers) on the first day of school
Making molasses is a slow process.
My friend Greg Lawhorn makes molasses every September. It takes all day, but the finished product makes it well worth the time. Read about Greg’s Molasses Day in the September Kentucky Monthly magazine.
Pouring molasses is also a slow process.
Thick sticky molasses takes its time getting from the jar onto a waiting hot biscuit. However, once again, the taste makes it well worth the time. Molasses covered biscuits stick to the ribs.
Occasionally people talk about something or someone as slow as molasses in January. Cold temperatures make molasses pour slower than usual. Although I may be slow, I hope no one thinks I am that slow.
Better to go slowly and work well rather than fast and work poorly.
As the story, The Tortoise and the Hare, teaches, “Slow and steady wins the race.” Watch a cute children’s song based on that story here.
“The Lord is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and rich in love” (Psalm 145:8 NIV).
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