This morning I woke up to the chaos of yesterday's shopping trip in the kitchen along with the baskets of laundry I was going to fold the day before and the remains of breakfast also from the day before that wasn't cleaned up by the people who remained behind after I left in the morning.
I went to light our advent candle and move Mary one more spot along the way to manger when I saw it. Christ comes despite our mess. He comes despite our fears. He comes even when we forget to light the way for Him. He comes anyway.
As I deal with the mess in my house and in my heart I am thankful that He comes anyway.