I have a confession to make. This has not been a part of my everyday life lately. It seems like it happens every summer, at least every summer since Gemma started school three years ago. Not having her in school puts a kink in my regular routine. Not that it's a bad kink!
We still have a regular routine in the summer, it's just a little more relaxed. We're still busy in the summer, but not necessarily busier. During the school year, I have a lot of time to myself; I use it for errands, housework, creating, and studying God's Word. During the summer, Gemma is pretty much always with me, and she's chatty.It seems like every time I sit down with my Bible (or a book or to blog, or make something...) I feel a little tap on my shoulder or hear a little voice saying, "Mom..." My blog has probably been a reflection of that.
Don't get me wrong, this summer has been great! Last summer Gemma was having a really hard time with a lot of things, and it really wasn't fun, but this year we've been having a lot of fun together. I love my daughter dearly and I'd go through a hundred rough summers with her if need be. I'm thankful for this good season that we've had, but I'm ready for the next one, and I'm not talking about fall, per se.
I need a season where I can really dive into the Bible. I need God's Word in my life so badly. A friend and I were talking the other day about Bibles. She's had hers for twenty plus years, I've had mine for sixteen. It's looking pretty beat up, but I love it. Some people use a beat up Bible as a trophy. The thinking goes, "Look how spiritual I am because I've used my Bible so much it's wearing out." That's not so with me. My Bible is beat up and falling apart not because I'm so holy, but because I'm so unholy. I need Jesus so much, I need His Word to show me how to live because I don't know how, to give me strength because I am weak, to give me wisdom because I don't know anything.
Here's to a new season of making God's Word an everyday thing again.