I open it, read some, and then pray. My thinking changes. My load is lightened.
Life has struck again! Busyness, demands placed by myself and others, daily necessities and chores, difficult decisions, and bad choices are all chances to turn to my Heavenly Father. A friend calls with issues with her child = prayer time with her. Another calls with health issues of her father = prayer time with my own children. My own children struggle to get through their schooling in a timely fashion = prayer time and a lesson in patience for me and perseverance for them. The number on the scale will not move = fasting :D and perseverance. Dinner is not done = maybe more fasting? The dryer buzzes with the third load of the day... none of which are folded - but at least they are clean. The baby is eating a dust bunny of dog hair = praise God he can crawl. My hubby comes home from a rough day at work = thankful he has a job. I find myself wanting to scream and shout; singing praises to God! As I look around the house, a sense of gratefulness and being overjoyed envelopes me. Sitting on the table next to me, is my Bible; my lifeline.