Ferris was right, "life moves pretty fast," until it doesn't. In the

midst of a pandemic, one of the first things we notice is that life doesn't

always move that fast. Maybe we've been trained to move fast, but what does

that speed mean? What does it do to us? What if we have been living at a

pace that fundamentally disconnects from our deeper wants, truer selves,

and the people God has given us?