It was a Tuesday night, around 10pm.
My grandchildren were asleep down the hall.
I was sitting at the kitchen table with my Bible open to Leviticus.
The same place I'd stopped the last three times I tried to read through the year.
I'd been staring at chapter 5 for twenty minutes.
I was reading the words.
I understood what the individual words meant.
But I had no idea why any of it was in my Bible, or what I was supposed to do with it.
I closed the book quietly. And I felt, again, that small familiar shame.
That I'd been a Christian for forty-four years and I still didn't really understand my own Bible.
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I'm Linda. I'm 61.
My daughter is grown and my grandkids are getting to the age where they ask the questions I cannot answer.
I try.
I've tried for years.
Reading plans, devotionals, the Bible app, the podcast where the guy reads the whole Bible to you.
I've been showing up. What I can't do is understand what I'm reading once I get there.
The problem was never consistency. It was comprehension.Here's what I finally figured out.
Every plan I had ever tried handed me three chapters of Leviticus and expected me to already understand them.
I didn't.
Nobody had ever taught me what Leviticus was actually for.
Or what to do with the genealogies in Matthew. Or what "justified by faith" means.


I was reading the words and the meaning wasn't landing.
Every time I pushed through anyway, I ended the week feeling stupid.
Showing up faithfully in that state made me feel further from God across the week.
That is why I kept quitting.
It's always the same wall.
Genesis is fine.
Exodus is mostly fine.
Then Leviticus hits and I'm reading about sacrifices and dietary rules and I don't know why any of it matters to me.
I've been hitting this same wall for years.
Every pastor I've asked has told me to push through.
None of them ever told me what it's for.
I didn't know that yet. At that point, I was still trying to fix the wrong thing.
I downloaded YouVersion. I tried the Bible in a Year plan three years in a row. Every time I opened the app to read, a notification popped up and I was on Instagram twenty minutes later. The Bible was living on the same device as everything designed to pull me away from it.
I printed a year-long reading plan and taped it inside the front of my Bible. I made it to late February. By the time I hit the historical books, I was three days behind. By March I was a week behind. By April I'd pretended the plan didn't exist.
I bought a popular women's devotional. I read one entry a day for about two weeks. The entries were nice. Five minutes, a verse, a short reflection, a prompt. But at the end of two weeks I hadn't read any actual Scripture. I'd read someone's reflection about Scripture. Different thing.
None of it worked because none of it was solving the problem I actually had.
I figured it out, finally, in a small group of women drinking bad coffee in the church basement.
Two Wednesdays later I was at our women's morning group.
Six of us in the church basement with bad coffee.
I finally said it out loud.
"Do any of you actually understand what you're reading when you open your Bible?"
Then Margaret, who has been in that church longer than I've been alive, said:
"I've been trying to read through the book of Leviticus for eight years. Eight years. I've never made it past chapter 9."
Paula, the pastor's wife, laughed and said:
"I tried to read Romans with my kids last month. We got to chapter 3 and they asked me what justification meant. I told them I'd look it up later."
Then Megan, who almost never talks, started crying:
"My husband wants me to lead the family in devotion. I can't. I don't know what I'm looking at."
We all sat there for a minute. It was one of those moments where nobody has anything to say because we've all said it at once.
We were all reading faithfully.
None of us understood.
I drove home from that meeting feeling something I hadn't felt in years.
Not better.
Just not alone.
But not alone doesn't fix it.
I still didn't have an answer.
I got one the next morning, from someone I barely knew.
My mother-in-law came over for lunch on a Saturday.
She is 74 and she has read her Bible every morning for half a century.
I didn't plan on saying anything.
I just watched her flip through a spiral-bound book on the kitchen counter before she opened her Bible.
"What's that?" I asked.
She held it up. "It's my study companion. I wish I'd had it fifty years ago."
"Here's how it works," she said.
"It's a 52-week study."
"One theme a week."
"Before you read anything, there's a short piece at the front of the week that tells you what you're about to get into."
"What it's about, why it was written, what to watch for."
"Then seven short readings for the week. You read them out of your own Bible."
"Doesn't matter what version you have."
"And then three questions at the end of the week to actually think about what you read."
I asked her if it worked with any Bible.
"Any Bible. I use an old NIV I got at my wedding."
That night, after the kids were in bed, I ordered one.
I didn't overthink it.
It was twenty-nine dollars.
I'd spent more than that on three journals I never finished.
Two days later a package showed up.
I sat at the table with my Bible and opened it.
I turned to the first week.
The introduction at the top of the page was a paragraph long.
It explained that the Gospel of John was written late, after Matthew, Mark, and Luke, and that John had one specific thing he was trying to prove: that Jesus was God in a body.
And that John opens his gospel by deliberately echoing Genesis, "In the beginning," to show that Jesus was there when the world was made.
Then I turned to John 1 in my own Bible and read the first fourteen verses.
And for the first time in forty-four years I understood what I was reading.
"In the beginning was the Word"
was John telling me, in the plainest way he knew how, that Jesus is God, that He was there at creation, and that He came down in a body to rescue us.
I closed my Bible and my journal.
I sat at the kitchen table and I cried for about ten minutes.
Quiet tears. A kind I hadn't had before.
That was week one. Here's what the next two months looked like.
I was in Genesis. I'd read Genesis maybe eight times in my life and I'd never understood why the flood story sat where it did. The week's intro explained that Genesis is the setup for every promise God makes later, that every rescue moment in the whole Bible is reaching back to the promise God made to Abraham. Suddenly the flood read as a piece of the arc, the first of many times God almost let it end, and chose not to.
I hit Leviticus. The same Leviticus I had quit on for eight years in a row. This time I opened it differently. The week's introduction told me that the whole book was about holiness and closeness, how seriously God takes the gap between us and Him, and how He built an entire system to bridge it. When I read about the sacrifices, I felt the weight of them. I felt the setup for Jesus that the whole book was building toward. By Friday I had read every chapter and written down more than I'd expected to.
My husband asked me a question at dinner about the prophets. I had never, not once in forty years of marriage, been the one in our house who answered a Bible question. This time I did. I told him that Isaiah was written to Israel in the middle of the biggest political collapse of their history, and that half the book is promising a king who is also a suffering servant. He put his fork down. He said, "When did you become this person?" I didn't know how to answer.
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"My morning routine has been transformed since I started this study. I wake up excited to see what God has in store for me each week. The themes are relevant and the Scripture selections are perfect and there's plenty of room to journal my thoughts."
"As a new believer I was intimidated by the idea of reading the Bible in a year. This study made it feel completely achievable. Each week is focused and manageable and I'm learning so much about God's character and His love for me."
If you've been faithfully reading your Bible for years and still don't really understand it, I want you to know something.
You have been faithful.
Every plan you have tried has handed you the chapters and expected you to already understand them, and nobody ever taught you how.
That's the missing step.
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