Do you remember coloring with crayons when you were little. Every box of crayons started out perfect, but the more we colored the more worn the crayons became. Soon we were coloring with smaller crayons. Many broken with their wrappers torn. Some no longer had their wrappers. They were broken nubs with no identification to tell us their color.
I’d love to say that I was exactly like Mary sitting at Jesus’ feet all the time, but my walk with Jesus has been a messy one. Join me, aka The Messy Mary, as Jesus helps me to be less messy and choose what’s better.
