Finals are done, the year went faster than fast, and I am halfway to a bachelor's in biblical studies. The path ahead, appearing before me as I step carefully and bend the brush aside, is one I never expected to walk. And it's better than the one I once wanted. So much better.
Father, help me concentrate on not just the written word, but the Word--Jesus. Help me go far beyond head knowledge of a topic, so I can see and hear You, Your imprint, Your handprint, Your whisper, Your intentions, on every page. In the books of the Bible we've already covered and the books still to come, show me every hint of Jesus that I may have missed before. Help me resist the temptation to consider a passage read, a paper written, or a blog post composed, "my time with you," so that I am still prioritizing getting alone with You without agenda--and without concern for a grade. Help me see the jots and tittles and the grand narrative and never lose sight of either. Jesus, in You all things consist, and in You all things hold together. Thank You for the blood, the Name, the book, the victory. Amen.
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