The Perfect (UN)Quiet Time

Ahh, the perfect morning. The sun is shining, the birds are singing a sweet melodic tune and there’s a hot cup o’ Joe steaming in my Rae Dunn “Blessed” mug. Picture perfect, right? I take a sip of that irresistible brew, draw in a deep, relaxing breath and crack open my Bible for a nice, quiet, uninterrupted moment with the Lord. Life. Is. Good.

HA. Juuuuust kidding! 😉 I over slept, my hair is an unbrushed disaster, the coffee maker keeps spitting water all over the counter, my favorite mug still holds yesterday’s coffee, sitting forgotten in the microwave, and I can’t hear the birds over the sound of Bubble Guppies. Oh, and to top it all off, my dog chewing my favorite socks to shreds in the corner. Yup. That is the start of a faaaantastic day!

Wouldn’t it be glorious if every morning began like the first one — if we could relish in God’s word with complete focus and peace? Well, sorry babe, but life rarely dishes out those “perfect” moments. It almost always comes with complications.


For years I felt like I never had time to devote to studying God’s word. I knew how important it was and I knew it was my responsibility to make it a priority, but it just seemed something always went wrong. In case you didn’t know, I am NOT a morning person. Like, seriouslyI’m not! With just the slightest inconvenience my mornings can derail faster than a train in a North Texas tornado.

The thing is, though, none of that matters. Jesus met people where they were, as they were. He’s not afraid of your morning breath or your three day old, spit up stained sweatshirt. Bring your kids, your un-manicured nails, the dark circles under your eyes and your baggage. He wants you no matter what — and guess what… you don’t even have to document it with a picture on social media. (Phew!)


Have you ever been through a time when you felt God was unreachable? Recently I did. I felt so far from God, like I had no idea what he wanted me to do. I was detached from emotion and I didn’t even want to spend time in the Word. I didn’t feel worthy of it and I didn’t want it to be inauthentic.

Cue emptiness, despair, hopelessness.

Then one day, I felt an ever so slight nudge to open my Bible. It was like the Holy Spirit gently spoke into me, saying it was okay if I didn’t “feel” it — it wouldn’t be inauthentic to just read the Word anyway. So I read, back to the basics, through the book of Matthew.

As I was reading about the life of Jesus and his ministry, something changed in me (and not because my pride was willing.) My soul cried out to God to soften my heart and allow me to feel his goodness. He did. God opened my eyes to receive.

“For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened”. – Matthew 7:8

As I read through the book of Matthew, little by little, God drew my eye to the same word repeated again and again. Compassion. Satan loves to remind me I am prideful, dirty, sinful and unworthy. (Anyone else feel the lies spoken into you?) He constantly tells me I will never be enough. I will never earn God’s favor because I am too far gone.

While Satan whispers lies in one ear, the Holy Spirit fought for me. (A spiritual battle I may have been unaware of at the time.) Jesus had compassion — for the crowd when he fed 4,000, for the two blind men, for me, for you. He didn’t come to look on us in condemnation, he came to set us free! He knows of my pride, my anger and my many sins. (And those sins DO keep me separated from God…) But, in an unexpected plot twist, Jesus does something strange. Instead of condemnation, he offers to take them from me. What an incredible and humble Lord we serve — that he, Son of God, master and creator of the whole universe, would take the weight of MY sins! MINE!!

I think the point is… girl, just come! Come to God in your unworthiness, your bad attitude, your crazy, unwashed hair, baby on your lap, Veggie Tales theme song blaring in the background, with whatever Bible you have. (Believe it or not, they don’t all have to be pretty, floral covered Bibles to study God’s Word… crazy, right?!) Just COME! It does NOT need to be an Instagram worthy moment or even be quiet to be real. Ask God to open your eyes and open your heart to his word and he will. How do I know? Because he said so, and he is SO FAITHFUL TO HIS WORD. (*Enter praise hands here.)

How does time with the Lord look for you on a daily basis? Drop a comment below and let me know!

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