I was stuck. My Bible study ended and I had no direction as to what comes next. As I sat, day after day with my Bible in my hands, praying and clueless, I asked God where to turn. Several aimless weeks later, I decided to just start at the beginning of the New Testament and read.
As I opened to Matthew, the Bible-Belt-Southern-Baptist-Raised voice in my head said “I’ve heard these stories a hundred times. Maybe I could just skip them and start with Acts.” But no, my OCD side won over. Not start at the beginning? No way.
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