Leaving Room for the Sweet



How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!

-Psalm 119:103


The season of gorging on fudge and wolfing down toffee squares has begun. Cookie trays are being delivered to homes and offices everywhere, testing our willpower and tempting us with their sugars.

This is my first Christmas season eating gluten free, causing me to feel both thankful for the extra reason to not indulge and bitter for the barrier that keeps me from my favorite goodies.

I am a dessert person. I intentionally leave room to have sweet treats at the end of my meals. And if I don’t, I am bummed out by my lack of forethought.

That brings me to question that is a bit cheesy and predictable, but that doesn’t make it any less important: do I feel the same level of remorse when I don’t leave room for God’s Word?

I gorge myself on input: Twitter, Facebook, blogs, podcasts, books, television, movies, and Spotifiy shout at me all day long. I fill myself with their content, and then when it comes time for eating up the sweetness of God’s Word, I am full. It feels more like I am choking it down than savoring its flavor.

Especially at this time of year.

The Christmas story of Luke 2, in and of itself, without the exposition of podcasts or the ponderings of blogs (like this one) or the interpretations of songs should be sweet to our taste. I, for one, need to do a better job of leaving room for it.


God, the author of book of life, help us leave room for the sweetness of Your Word. May we savor the love story of a God come to earth to rescue His people. Help us hear it with fresh ears and see it with fresh eyes. Recapture our wonder. Be the source of our joy. Amen.


Instead of a song today, let's enjoy this classic scene from Charlie Brown's Christmas that reminds us of the sweetness of this Story, in and of itself.


Noticing Immanuel: a series for Advent. Each day starts with noticing: a picture of an everyday Christmas moment. That picture leads to a verse, a meditation, a prayer, and a song. My hope is that when we see those Christmas moments a second time, they will strike us differently. That we might feel the presence of Immanuel this Christmas season, whether we are sitting in quiet or moving in chaos.