I have set a goal which cannot be reached if I live to be 900.
Yet, I aim to reach this goal within my lifetime.
Be it 80 years, 50, or 30.
My goal, though impossible, is worth every moment of striving.
And because it cannot be reached, it is the greatest goal of all.
My goal is to know the Bible.
All of it.
All 66 books, 1,189 chapters, and 31,000-some-odd verses.
To hold it not as a familiar acquaintance, but as a cherished friend.
To fill my moments with it. And my thoughts. And my home.
To spend significant time dwelling on every passage. To ponder every word.
To know it thoroughly. Deeply. And fully.
I realize it can’t be done. But I plan to die trying.
Because in the Word, God is revealed. And I want to know my God.
Because when I urgently search the Scriptures, I am compelled to search them all the more.
Because a renewed mind is the key to a transformed life.
Because most other things aren’t worth the time and effort. But this one is.
And so I aim to reach an impossible goal in the unknown span of a lifetime.
The only way I can – one day at a time.
Today, I can spend an hour on one passage.
Tomorrow, I’ll talk through a section with a friend.
The next day, I might devote a length of time to just a few verses.
Because, though I’m in a race with time, deliberation is golden.
In a few weeks, I’ll have a grasp on a book or two. And the big picture will come into focus.
And then I’ll move on to another book. And another.
In a few years, I’ll be well on my way.
Yet it will feel like I have miles to go in this never-ending adventure of mine.
And if I lived to be 900, I’d feel quite the same.
But for now, I have today.
And today, I’m going to reach with all my might for a goal that’s impossible.
. . . as though it’s not.
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