It’s been a long few months around here. Lots to do, stress, sickness, etc. I admit, it’s gotten to me.
I’m exhausted. Oh and still sick. The two don’t pair well together. Or do they?
It’s required I slow down. That I look at my Christmas to do list and decide what really needs to be done.
I’ve made no goodies. No special deliveries of treats to friends. And our poor Elf on the Shelf, well he’s been sitting on the shelf. We just started this tradition this year. We got four good days in and then I forgot. I’m just so tired.
We’ve never been a hustle and bustle Christmas season family, so thankfully, we’re not missing out on anything but I still have this little nagging bit of stress nipping at me. Christmas shopping not really done. We also have a birthday boy next Friday. Almost done shopping for him.
We don’t even have a tree and the decoration boxes are staring at me in the living room. Perhaps tomorrow…
But this all brings me back to what matters. What really matters? Decorations don’t mean anything to Jesus. We celebrate Him in our hearts. He comes even if there are cobwebs and dirty socks on the floor.
Best of all, He comes even when my heart feels worn out and wheezes a “what’s the point?” Even when I am worn out. He comes to stay and He waits.
When I have a crummy attitude, He’s still there. Still holding on.
Yep, still there.
So, if you are feeling lost and worn out, remember that the Shepherd waits and looks for his lost sheep. If you’re wandering. Stop. Let Him find you and bring you back. Because that’s what He does. What He does best.