I love coming into the presence of Jesus. I am usually in my wrinkled pajamas, with sleep breath, no makeup, tousled hair, and a fearful heart—I am naturally a fearful person. But I light my candle and have my tea, and in His presence I find love and acceptance and hope.

I may not give perfection, or maturity, or prowess, but I can give Him my little-girl heart. The heart that sees His beauty, His unconditional love, the freedom He gives me to be me, just as I am. And that makes me respond with such love, appreciation, and gratefulness! How very glad I am that Jesus does not compare me to anyone else. He is my justification. He is my badge of honor.

Do you sometimes forget that the King of kings is “gentle and humble in heart” (Matthew 11:29), not waiting to slap you on the wrist but rather to draw you close and embrace you? How can you offer Him your own little‑girl heart today?