Susan Lafferty“O come…” from traffic-lined streets,
and checkout counter gridlock.
“O come…” from decorating, gift-wrapping, baking, and more.
Set aside to-do lists.
Release expectations.
Embrace expectation.
Come close.
Draw near.
Worship. In a small house group, I watch one woman sing with such joy. Tears, even.
Midlife at the time, I’ve fallen into unhealthy patterns. Critiquing content and structure. Or impatience with those leading in services and retreats.
Prideful. And forgetting priority.
Losing focus of the One we worship.
Deathly pale in light of the vision. No strength.
Alone and overwhelmed to the point of exhaustion, Daniel drops. Face to the ground.
Powerless. Speechless. Unable to breathe.
And the Lord responds to His servant. With tenderness and strength.
