I had something totally different to post today, but God woke me up with a new message on my mind.

Don’t let perfection steal your connection.

Tonight we host our small group, and I am so excited. The kids are going to have cookies and cocoa and decorate ornaments, and the adults will be talking about Jesus.

Sounds pretty magical, right? And in true hostess with the mostess fashion I want it all to be perfect.

Herein lies the problem.

Herein lies where the devil can sneakily slither in stealing all of my Christmas spirit without me even knowing it. Here’s where I – and I know I’m not alone – can go from mommy magic to mommy monster.

I want my house to be perfect tonight.
Guess what – nothing’s perfect but Jesus.

I want the food to be perfect tonight.
Guess what – nothing’s perfect but Jesus.

I want.
I want.
I want.

Y’all, we are talking about Jesus tonight. What could be more perfect? When I remind myself of that fact all of the stress of planning an event just disappears- as it should.

Ladies, here is your challenge: Don’t let the hustle ruin your bustle. Because in the words of Maggie Marino, “No one’s inspecting your baseboards, Mom.”

Let Jesus be your perfection. Not your house. Not your cooking. Not anything else.

Just Jesus.

“A merry heart does good like medicine.” – Proverbs 17:22