“To you, O Lord, I call; my rock, be not deaf to me, lest, if you be silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit. Hear the voice of my pleas for mercy, when I cry to you for help, when I lift my hands toward your most holy sanctuary…The Lord is my strength and my shield; in him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to him.” Psalm 28: 1-2, 7

True, the bulk of my Bible reading has been in the context of reading to the girls lately. I’ve really been trying to be more intentional about making even that time mean something to me. By that I simply mean I’m trying not to read it simply for the sake of checking it off, but for true devotional reading. There have been some good thoughts from that time, but the problem with that is there isn’t time for me to write about it or reflect. I have to take what I can get these days.

Today needed something more. Here was my something more. Still plodding away here, wishing this discipline, as well as the other disciplines I struggle with would get easier already. But as they aren’t, I’m resolving myself to a long journey ahead of constant struggle. Maybe one day I will reach the top of this hill and enjoy the process of leisurely walking back down. Until then, I grab my water bottle and I hike.