I’ve been doing a Bible-in-a-Year project, thanks to Logos. I’m actually just now getting to D’varim (Deuteronomy), despite the schedule saying that I should be most of the way through Shmu’el (II Samuel, specifically; Samuel isn’t really supposed to be broken up into two books, but often is for convenience’ sake).
Way, way behind. I’m here because I got sick in late February; came down with a set of killer migraines. (Obviously, not killer enough; I’m not dead yet.) Then my family went through some stressful situations; it’s great having teenagers!
And along the way, my Bible reading dropped off. And with it, my prayer life. And with it… me. I felt alone, lost.
Time to fix that, I think. It’s past time, always, really.
So I’ve been pushing myself to read a few days’ worth each day, to catch up again. Yesterday I finished Bamidbar, Numbers; if I had to say that I had a “favorite book of the Bible,” Bamidbar wouldn’t be it.
Today’s reading – well, actually, March 1’s reading – was D’varim 3-5. This is the Covenant, restated; Moshe is saying “here’s the history, here’s the stipulation, here’s the requirement.” (See Covenant Treaty Format for Near Eastern Kingdoms for what looks like a decent walkthrough on the forms of covenants.)
Along the way, D’varim 4:9 stood out like a sore thumb:
9 “Only take care, and keep your soul diligently, lest you forget the things that your eyes have seen, and lest they depart from your heart all the days of your life. Make them known to your children and your children’s children— (Deuteronomy 4:9 ESV)
It was being addressed to Israel, but it’s pierced my heart. I’ve not done that. And it shows.
Pray for me, if you would.