Cappodocia

Currently, I am working my way through the Bible, slowly.  On the advice of Pastor Sunday, yes a real man, I choose one book of the Bible read it once, read it again 19 times and then choose another book of the Bible and repeat steps one and two.  I love it.  I find it difficult to move on at times.  I find myself in a new book and I dip back into a prior book to remind myself of the familiar words found there. 

With my fuzzy nursing brain in which Zana sucks all that is smart from me, all that is seemingly rational, all that is full of vim and vigor, reading a book twenty times ensures something sticks!  Fuzzy nursing brain ensures that if I read a book everyday for 20 days it feels new EACH time! 

I Peter is the book for now.  And for now my husband is with friends that are part of the exile.  Part of a beautiful group of people who are elect, but due to that glorious reality, very alienated from their village.  My husband is sleeping in their village, encouraging their hearts with promises from God's word, being eaten by their mosquitoes and eating their delicious food.  He will pray with and for them.  He will sleep with them probably under the stars or on some hard floor.  He will come home elated from his adventure and encouraged because he has been with some who are of the elect exiles according to the foreknowledge of God the Father in the sanctification of the Spirit, for obedience to Jesus Christ and for sprinkling with his blood.

Chosen: 300 Second Saturday

When I was ten years old I entered into a new world as a fifth grader going to boarding school for the first time while my parents moved to a city a thousand miles away.  My wonderful father who had taught me the discipline of reading each morning from the Word of Life encouraged me to get through the whole Bible that year alone.  That started a yearly tradition of reading God's word through each year for the next many years.

A little over a year and a half ago my little son was born and morning time, sweet with the fragrance of meeting with my Heavenly Father became a time fragrant with my little guy's poopy diaper.  He still is a morning pooper and still is an early riser.  It made the Psalms particularly sweet during that season and thoughts of getting through the entire Bible in a year sound like some impossible dream.  However, I feel like a new woman with my little girl entering her fourth month of life and my little guy growing bigger each day.

So with that said and one minute on the clock I am doing a new reading plan which puts me this month in First Peter where Chosen stuck out today.  I am chosen and that my friends gives me hope for TODAY!

Stand firm in the TRUTH of who you are and what you have become through Christ.