One author writes: "I have often said that the sole cause of man's unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in his room." The writer writes this sentence as a lament to the busyness that surrounds him. Everyone is hurried, preoccupied, and distracted. We fill their lives with stuff, and then give the rest of their time in pursuit of the ability to acquire more stuff. Most of our energy is given to the attainment of things we do not yet have rather than the enjoyment of things we already have — and it’s an epidemic — and it is a spiritual problem. One writer has said "hurry is a form of violence to the soul." Because we cannot crowd our lives without crowding our hearts. Which means, if we’re honest, the space in our hearts is as jam-packed as the inn of Luke 2:7. We’ve got no room for a king.
