You will fail. I know that’s not a popular thing to say, especially on January 1st. Today is a day that is loaded with good vibes and positive affirmations. It’s a day of hope. But as good as these sentiments are, they aren’t reality.
It’s like the first day of baseball season. Every Major League team has the same record, and baseball fans are constantly given hope that this year might be “THE year.” Then you have teams like the Kansas City Royals come along and add fuel to that fire. But take it from a Colorado Rockies fan: not every team has an equal shot to make it to the World Series. The Yankees; Giants; Red Sox; they have a shot every year. The Rockies don’t.
But keep reading, because the gloom and doom ends here.
It’s ok to fail. And it’s ok to know that and admit that. Failing is very different than being a failure. Failing means you’re human; that you made a mistake. But being a failure means you’ve accepted that as your identity. Failing means that you’re trying something difficult and challenging and that you have the chance to improve. Being a failure means that you’ve decided not to try anymore.
So, what does this have to do with daily Bible reading? Everything. There are people out there (I know some of them) who claim that they’ve read their Bible every day for the past 40 years. God bless them. They must be “Super Saints”. I’m not. I don’t do it. I’ve been reading my Bible consistently for years now. (Mostly because my awesome, brilliant, and might I add, beautiful wife gave me a kick in the butt to stop talking about it and start doing it. But I’ll tell that story tomorrow). But that doesn’t mean that I don’t miss a day. It also doesn’t mean that when I do read my Bible, that I read everything I had planned to read that day. Again, that’s just not reality.
What do you do when you miss a day, or two days, or even a week of Bible reading? You start reading again. It’s pretty simple. Open up your Bible and start reading it.
Yesterday, my wife (see descriptors listed above) woke up not feeling well. She was tired and achy and, frankly, she didn’t even want to get out of bed. Eventually, she did, and we got things going with our day. And last night when we went to bed, she had her phone on. I knew she was exhausted and that she just wanted to go to sleep. What was she doing? She was reading her Bible. She said she hadn’t done it that morning, and she wanted to before she went to sleep.
Now, that’s a one day scenario, but the principle is still the same. She realized she needed to read it and she did. I’ve had some readers of this blog comment recently that this concept is legalistic. Maybe it is. But for someone who’s life had completely disintegrated over the course of a single weekend, and was rebuilt over the course of several years largely due to the fruits of daily Bible reading and application (again, that story will come tomorrow), I am a bit “legalistic” about this. As I described it to someone I was counseling a few years ago: I realize that I have a sickness in my life called “sin.” The only cure for that sickness is a medicine called “Scripture.” I can’t really afford to miss a dose, but if I do, the last thing I should do is stop taking it all together. I don’t read the Bible because I have to read it to please God or avoid His judgment. I read the Bible because I know who I am when I don’t. And I can’t be that person again.
So that’s my “2015 Pep Talk.” Zig Ziglar or Tony Robbins (or even Joel Osteen for that matter) may not agree with my approach, but at least I was honest with you. Sometimes it’s better if we’re told what we need to hear, rather than what we want to hear.
Happy New Year.