The Beautiful Life

Humbled

Today I am feeling humbled; stopped in my tracks. Reading Ann’s words and knowing them to be true, but not wanting to let go of the way things have been. How often have I seen my worth in my long to-do list? My caught-up laundry? My perfectly organized house? Lord, teach me to value the things unseen. Forgive me for making idols out of habits, for rearranging priorities that I had no right to touch. What does it all matter, if I don’t first love? No one is going to be drawn to You because my house is tidy. They are drawn by love. Do I make time for love? Do I make room for it? Do I?