Pause does not inherently mean stop. Instead, it provides breathing room to examine, rest, listen, and obey. Sometimes stop is easier because there is a finality to it while pause feels like this stubborn dateless, endless nothingness.

The time of year when whirlwinds transport us from one event to the next. We ride the waves of wrapping paper, waft through aromas of holiday treats, and wade through rising costs and credit bills. None of it is bad - the church things, the school things, the family traditions, the family expectations, the workplace obligations, and the shopping expeditions. There is just so much hurry in a season where we inherently long for serenity.  

So, let’s pause.

When was the last time you felt wonder? Do you remember the last time your senses were overwhelmed and you froze in amazement, inhaling with great awe? Where were you and what was happening?