What Am I Waiting For?

The perfect moment. The perfect schedule. The perfectly smiley cheerful day. That's when I'll read the bible to the kids. When we have time. When we're all in a good mood. When it fits into our schedule.

WHAT??? Bologna!!

We used to have regular bible time, every night before bed, we'd sit together and read from a children's bible. Then school started up, we got so busy and I got so overwhelmed that I cut out the easiest thing to cut. Unfortunately, the most IMPORTANT thing. That changes NOW. I finally realized (after almost a YEAR) that I CAN NOT do that to our family, allow our busy and chaotic days to push out the most important teaching we need. Last night I finally answered my own question, "What am I waiting for to start up with regular reading the bible?" The answer is, I'm waiting for the perfect kids' bible, or perfect time of day, or something that's not going to happen. So enough with the excuses. I'm not waiting. I opened up the bible to right where I'd left off reading to myself earlier, and we read about the transfiguration of Jesus. I'm no scholar, I don't fully understand what it means, or why Jesus only took three friends with him for this miraculous event. But that doesn't matter, God meets us where we are. We talked about it, and then I sent the kids off to bed. And I'm glad I'm back on track with bible time.

Today I felt something that I don't know if I've ever felt before. A THIRST for the bible, a hunger for his word. I've approached it wrongly in the past, as something I know I SHOULD do, but don't really feel like doing. "Ok God, I'll do my homework now," has been my attitude. Today, I really wanted to hear his word. I didn't want to read a book about someone's interpretation of the bible, or their reasons to me why I should want to read it. I craved the pure, straight from the mouth of God, words on the page of the bible.

Its funny what God will do, in small steps and huge leaps, if you just let him in.