When I was a little girl, I thought of the stories of the Bible as a fairy tale. Not real life, just stories. The Bible says we are to keep a childlike awe of the mystery of God, a childlike faith that everything will turn out in the absolute best way possible – even greater than our wildest imaginings. But, when I was a child I didn’t appreciate the Bible.
Sometimes I wonder about the differences, the pros and cons, of my adult brain and my child brain. Younger me didn’t see how real and alive scripture is. She didn’t see how the Bible could impact her life, besides giving her rules for being a good little girl. In my teens and younger twenties I tried reading the Bible a few times. Read a chapter each day during Lent. Try to get through a full Gospel start to finish. Start at the beginning and stop when Genesis got to the long lists of names I couldn’t (and still can’t) pronounce. Sporadically open to a random page for inspiration.
Then, something in me finally broke open and told me I needed scripture in my life. And, surprisingly, when I started reading consistently, I actually understood more of it than ever before. It might have something to do with reading the notes at the bottom of each page or with comprehending the history of the men and women in the Bible. Jesus was alive on this planet – that’s a fact!
The biggest revelation was when I realized how much lighter my heart felt. It was both less heavy and more full of light. I had been reading daily for only a couple months when I found myself saying to a friend “reading the Bible has changed my life.” I don’t think I had fully comprehended the impact it had on me until that very moment, when the words fell out of my mouth and I felt their truth.
Spending time with God always leads to a better, happier day than when I skip out on reading and praying in the mornings. When I go too long without reading scripture I notice myself slipping back into my old ways of being a control freak – instead of handing over my worries to God, and second guessing myself constantly – instead of listening to and trusting the guiding voice of the Holy Spirit. Subsequently my life seems to start falling apart again.
Bringing myself back to the LORD and His word soon brings my life back together, more loving calm and less stressed anger. Not that life is all sunshine and rainbows. Trials are put in our lives by God to draw us closer to Him and increase our faith. And, goodness knows I am not perfect, even at praying every day, but the journey I’m on is bringing me closer to God in an amount that I can handle. He knows what I need when I need it. I am excited to continue to grow closer to my creator. I have faith and trust that His plans are bigger and better than mine and that I will gain true happiness by using the talents and gifts He has given me to glorify Him and serve Him on this earth until He calls me home.