If you’ve spent any time looking around this blog or at photos on my instagram, you’ve probably seen a picture of a brightly highlighted bible page with writing in the margins. I love bible journaling! I’ve never been one to paint in my bible or decorate it with stickers or beautiful calligraphy, however, I really do enjoy sitting down for a decent chunk of time, going through a chapter line by line, color-coding my highlighting, and writing my thoughts down in the margins. Doing this forces me to slow down and really take the time to understand what it is that I’m reading.
It can also become such a ritual that I don’t feel as though I’m doing a “good enough job” being a christian if I don’t mark my bible up enough or spend enough time pouring over the text.
Since giving birth to my son Kit, the thought of spending 30 minutes to an hour deeply studying the word feels so daunting. For a few weeks after his birth, I didn’t open my bible at all because it seemed like too big of a task.
So, I stopped bible journaling.
Right now, I’m in a season of survival. Ha! The newborn stage of parenthood is so fun, but it can also be hectic at times as we learn Kit and he learns us. It’s a season of learning a new style of time management and how to get things done around the schedule of a baby. This season is teaching me something valuable about my time with God.
Time with God and in the word doesn’t have to look a certain way each day. It’s not made more productive just by spending more time doing it. In fact, none of that matters at all. All that I need to do is take a moment (and sometimes a literal moment seems like all I can manage!) and spend time in relationship with God. Most days that looks like sitting on the couch, pumping breastmilk, and listening to the bible with an app on my phone. Other days I meet him in prayer in the shower when I finally get a moment to myself. And still other days, it may be in quiet thanks as I play with my son.
Someday, I hope to get back to filling the margins of my bible with words and colors. Until then, I’m learning to meet God where I am and where I can. There is always more that I could be doing to serve Him, but I’m so thankful for His abundant grace!