March and April gave me an opportunity to breathe deep and to silence the endless what ifs with an even if stance. Even if my fears come true, God is still good and powerful. Now those what ifs still tickle occasionally, but I’ve gained ground in trusting the Lord. The forecasted calamities didn’t happen to me anyway. The time I spent worrying added not an inch to my height nor a day to my life, just like Jesus promised.
Now we’re marching into May with “grace in our hearts and flowers in our hair”* and a new horizon. I’ve shifted from fighting worry … to combatting discontentment.
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What does your Bible look like? Is it dog-eared and tear-traced? Crisp with gold edges? Does it even matter?
I think yes … and no.
Charles Spurgeon said, “A Bible that’s falling apart usually belongs to someone who isn’t.” But on the flip side, a tattered cover to our copy of Scripture could be a pharisaical “whitewashed tomb” if it hasn’t penetrated our souls.
And yet, there’s a legacy for well-used Bibles. My family and friends’ tangible Bibles have had a significant impact on my appetite for His Word over the years.
It began with Grandma.
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When I was younger, I struggled with fear to the point of not eating for a few days. I’m thankful for that brief season because the truth I gathered then still brings encouragement to me today.
But I’ve never stopped adding to my arsenal of “courage notes” since fear grips in many ways. Thankfully, there are plenty of words from God about anxious thoughts (Ps 94:19). He even commands us not to be anxious.
However, we know the “what if” game (while helpful for creating plots in fiction) has been so easy to slip into lately.
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“How Proverbs Shaped My Post High School Friendships” was first published in the Idaho Homeschool magazine, spring edition 2020. Used here with permission.
Group Time began each homeschool morning. My siblings and I raced for the best seats in the living room. After prayer, we opened our Bibles to the book of Proverbs to go around the circle and read a verse at a time. On the fifth of the month I chose my spot in our living room carefully. This strategic move was an attempt to avoid reading aloud particular verses in Proverbs 5 — verses a 14-year-old considers awkward. All of Proverbs is true and wonderful like the rest of God’s Word, but I was perfectly fine if one of my siblings had to read the verses about intimacy out loud instead of me.
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