The Inner Time Clock

I read the other day about a very popular and prolific writer who shuns the computer and the technology that makes writing easier.  Whatever he has written, he has done in longhand and someone else comes along to set it into type.  I remember a time when I wrote all my sermons on a yellow legal pad.  I finally made the journey to an old Royal typewriter and then when word processor technology became available, I hemmed and hawed for a very long time before making the transition.  Of course, now I have bought into laptops and desk tops and cannot imagine another way.  

I wonder about the writing habits of this very successful author.  Does his old fashioned laboring with words slow him down to consider what each word is saying and feeling?  Is he like a lot of others, including myself, who just dig in their heels at the thought of any more change?  I also know someone who has copied the Bible from cover to cover not once, but a half a dozen times or more using only a pen and pad of paper.  I would imagine that words take on a different meaning for her as she writes one word after another of the holy words.  

Maybe we have all gotten into too big a hurry.  Maybe getting done is more important than the doing.  Maybe this writer and Bible copier are committed to a slower pace of life and their old fashioned way is a way of reminding us to live with more appreciation for the moment that is before us.  I suppose God could have done the creation work with the snap of a finger, but instead chose to slow down and spread it out over a larger span of time.  Maybe part of our brokenness within ourselves speaks to the way we are living out of sync with the time clock installed within us at conception.