We cannot carry the gospel to the poor and lowly while emulating the practices of the rich and powerful. We’ve been invited into a story that begins with humility and ends with glory; never the other way around.

When the jars of clay remember they are jars of clay, the treasure within gets all the glory, which seems somehow more fitting.

Take something away, and your habits become clear.

There are only 24 hours in a day. We need to quit trying to be awesome and instead be wise.

Be patient. Do the best with what you know. When you know more, adjust the trajectory.

You will never have this day with your children again. Tomorrow they will be a little bigger then they are today. This day is a gift. Breathe and notice. Smell and touch them; study their faces and little feet and pay attention. Relish the charms of the present. Enjoy today mama. It will be over before you know it.

Maybe we don’t recognize satisfaction because it is disguised as radical generosity, a strange misnomer in a consumer culture.