Monday, March 12, 2012


(to) trudge- /'trej/
{: to walk or march steadily, and usually laboriously...}

Prayerfully and oh-so-slowly, I have been trudging.

Trudging through His Word.

I want to KNOW it so badly.

Not just skim it.

Not just flip through the pages.

But KNOW it.

Deep in my bones.

I read this book.

And handfuls and handfuls of Thursday nights, I've taken my Bible and listened to this amazing wisdom woman guide of group of us women through some specific methods of just how to really study His glorious Word.

And now, I simply need to continue in the trudging.

I read, and sometimes I understand.

Other times I sit there and wonder if my brain just might be broken.

What's this or that got to do with anything?? Anybody?? 

Truth be told, trudging,can be labor intensive.

H-a-r-d, work.

But I must confess that I believe it to be worth every, straining step.

If He really is my everything, why wouldn't I want to pour over His love letter to me?

I will keep on trudging...

It'll get easier. It'll sink in.

He'll stitch it there right deep in my heart.

I still must trudge, but the soul-work is truly His.

He is faithful.

"His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of Him (a knowledge that comes through His Word) who called us by His own glory and goodness." 2 Peter 1:3

Lord, stitch it deep.