
Whatβs keeping you from the Word?
Today, apparently, itβs my girls.
Specifically: one lap desk, one clip-on light they despise, and a small dog who decided the book of Job would make an excellent pillow.
There will always distractions and things that clamor for our time, our attention, our energy.
Even good things. Especially them, sometimes.
But time in the Word is never wasted time.
It is time that steadies us.
Grounds us.
Grows us.
Heals us.
It reminds us of who we are and why weβre here.
It has been my salvation on more days, and in more ways, than one. Psalm 119:92 says, βUnless Your word had been my delight, I would have perished in my affliction.β
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Godβs word first introduced me to Jesus. I fell in love with Him and never looked back. Then it spoke to me, both comforting and confronting.
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It speaks of promise and provision.
Of hope and healing.
Of rest and redemption.
Of grace and gratitude.
It speaks peace to my fragile heart, and it beckons me to more.
πΌπ‘ πππππ ππππ ππππππ βπππ πππππ. Every single time.
Mindful that with God, class is always in session, today I choose to see these picturesβmy girls objecting to the light, one of them stretched out across my open Bibleβas a living parable taking shape right here in my den.
Kind of like this: Godβs word calls to us, but we resist it, or forgo it altogether. Maybe weβre not ready for the light and all it might reveal. All it might require of us.
But then we remain. We taste. We savor. We settle. We find ourselves comforted by the very thing we first resisted, as it speaks life to us, as it offers peace and hope and joy the world cannot give, as it begins to illuminate what once felt murky and uncertain.
And eventually⦠we rest.
We can learn today from Sadie. I do think she may be on to something.
There is just something holy about resting on the Word, and letting it hold us, rather than trying so hard to hold everything else.
πππ πππ π¦ππ’ππ πππ. Youβll be glad you did.
Thy words were found, and I did eat them; and thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart: for I am called by thy name, O Lord God of hosts.
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