I attended a retreat this past weekend. The Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius of Loyola. It was a great weekend of silence, prayer, and meditation.
I woke up late the day it began and rushed to get ready. As I’m running out the door I remembered, “my Bible!”
I run back inside to search high and low. Nothing.
“Okay, when did I last read it?” …I didn’t even remember.
“Where’s my Bible??”
I learned something very important that day. If I can’t find my Bible, I’m not reading it enough.
Where’s your Bible?
