As we watched a man walking down the street, tossing beautiful colorful petals on the concrete, we wanted to snatch them up and hold onto them — what a waste! — we thought. Why is it that we seem to grasp for the petals and pieces of color instead of longing for the garden of grace and the relationship with the Gardener Himself?

Days go by with long to-do lists, burdensome worries, and distracted hours where I forget to live on purpose. You may know exactly what I mean when I write that. There are so many needs screaming for your attention that it is easy to do all the things that don’t matter, or to do things […]