While reading the Word this morning, Millie came in and asked me why I was reading the Bible. Any time in the past twenty years I would have answered that question like this: Because I’m supposed to to grow in my relationship with God, or something similar to the duty of a Christian.
Today here is the answer that came out of my mouth: Because God’s Word is truth and Mommy needs to hear that truth every single day.
That wasn’t a pre-planned answer or something I quoted from a catechism somewhere. It was my honest answer today. And it shocked me to the core.
I don’t read the Bible because I have to. I read it because I need to. And it has taken me 33 years to figure that out.