I’m starting with a confession because this is where this all began for me. There were four to five years that I only read the Psalms when I read the Bible, which I do up to an hour a day. Let me clarify, I could have read from other books of the Bible, but, somehow, my heart drew me over and over to the Psalms, almost exclusively. I was drawn to them. I couldn’t make myself stop.
Every day after my time in the Bible, I’d promise myself – ‘Tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll read the Gospels, or Isaiah. I’ll read any other book besides the Psalms’. Then, tomorrow came, and I found myself opening up my Bible to the Psalms, yet again. I poured over the Psalms, I couldn’t get enough. I ate them as only a hungry person can.
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