If you follow me on Instagram, it’s possible that you’ve bumped into one of my “morning meditations” posts, usually shared between 6-7AM. I wake daily with the goal of getting some time in with my journaling bible and my journal before the kids are all up and our day takes off. This brief, quiet time alone with the Word helps set the tone for my day. Days when I am rushed or skip it, I can always feel it, I don’t know how to describe it, other than to say it’s a bit like wearing a sock with a hole in it–I can get by, but it’s bothersome knowing that something isn’t as it should be. Apart from studying God’s Word, I am not as I should be. His word literally keeps my spirit and faith alive–it feeds me.
One of the great gifts and delights of devoted study time, is that despite reading the same passages again and again, the Word’s never get old.
Some mornings the words seem to peel up from the page, begging me to notice them anew. And of course in response to such an invitation, I do. I notice them like never before. I might suddenly understand what moments ago eluded me. Living and active–that’s what Paul says in the book of Hebrews, that’s how he describes God’s inspired word. I feel it breathing new life into my own faith with each line I ingest. God gives new revelation of Himself, through Himself, for He IS the Word, just as John said.
In The beginning was the Word and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1)