He exchanged the worship of angels for the company of killers. He could hold the universe in his palm but he gave it up to float in the womb of a maiden.

He humbled himself. He went from commanding angels to sleeping in the straw. From holding stars to clutching Mary’s finger. The palm that held the universe took the nail of a soldier.

Why? Because that’s what love does. It puts the beloved before itself. Your soul was more important than his blood. He loves you that much, and because he loves you, you are of prime importance to him.

What is the deepest root of your joy? What God gives to you? Or what God is to you?

The point I want to drive home is that God has infinite attention, infinite leisure to spare for each one of us. He doesn’t have to take us in the line. You’re as much alone with Him as if you were the only thing He’d ever created. When Christ died, He died for you individually just as much as if you’d been the only man in the world.

what are you filling
your heart with?

We tend to use prayer as a last resort, but God wants it to be our first line of defense. We pray when there’s nothing else we can do, but God wants us to pray before we do anything at all.

Most of us would prefer, however, to spend our time doing something that will get immediate results. We don’t want to wait for God to resolve matters in His good time because His idea of ‘good time’ is seldom in sync with ours.

At the end of the day, God will not ask you why you didn’t lead someone else’s life or incest someone else’s gifts. He will not ask, ‘what did you do with what you didn’t have?’

Though he will ask, ‘what did you do with what you had?’ Comparison is not an adequate excuse for the tragedy of an unopened gift.

He knew exactly what he was doing when he created you. He is well pleased that you exist. He has entrusted to you everything you need to fufill the purpose for which you were created.