First, this…

I can’t turn on the TV, pick up my phone or hit the gym.

I wake up early to avoid even those I love.

My wandering heart wanders too much to do anything else before I pick up my Bible.

It is not that I’m trying harder to be a better Christian or check off some religious box…

It’s for me.

God’s Word is for me.

It is when I sit alone, early in the morning and read the Word that I am most often in awe of the amazingness of God.

It is there that His presence feels the thickest.

Oh, I see Him in creation and I hear about Him from others.

But it is in His Living Word, that He speaks with nearly an audible voice to my heart.

I am undone by His goodness, His power, and His wisdom.

I am enveloped by His trustworthiness, and I am laid bare by His holiness.

As I hold those holy pages in my hands, His Word beckons my sinful heart back to Him…again and again.

I’m repetitively struck by His fathomless, beautiful mercy and grace.

As I run to Him in the trials and the pain, I’m swept up in His solid, comforting arms.

When I do not know the way to take, He gently guides me in truth—leading me to His better way.

When sorrows of this life cloud my sight, when human bodies fail, He reminds me this life is but a breath and one day He will most certainly make all things new.

When I’m confused by what my eyes see, His Word settles me and reminds me this world is not my home.

When loved ones let me down, He generously pours out His love on my wounds and reminds me He is my rock—the One, the only One who can love me perfectly.

Over and over, in ways too countless to list, God reveals Himself through His Word and I encounter Him!

As my sleepy eyes fall on those precious pages, I seem to stand nearest the Holy of Holies, the curtain ripped apart by my Savior—His love piercing through the darkness. My darkness.

Oh, it is so much more than a religious exercise.

It is there, in His Word, in the early morning, before anyone else is awake that streams of living water refresh my soul and my ever-wandering heart is encouraged that I never walk alone.

“But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,
my glory, and the lifter of my head.
I cried aloud to the Lord,
and He answered me from His holy hill. Selah
I lay down and slept;
I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.”
Psalm 3:3-5

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