Worship beings deep in the heart. It requires humility. It costs something. This Christmas, may we kneel in worship like those who first beheld the Savior. As we contemplate our gift to the King of kings, let us bring our treasures-time, love, generosity, and surrender-at His feet.

Travel, preparations, appointments, and responsibilities had become “too tight.” There wasn’t enough breathing room in my days. I was trying to return to a peaceful rhythm but not acknowledging the real issue. My soul was aching from being constricted, just like my feet were.

The counter and room are too dark apparently for me to notice some of those crumbs, even during the day. Or perhaps I’m in too much of a hurry to really pay attention to those tiny white specks that can disappear in the lighter granite details swirled in the black. But they’re there like sins in my life that I don't see - or choose not to see...