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What a long time it has been since I posted on this poor neglected blog. I fear this blog is a reflection of my walk with God. I will start excited and ready to give Him my all and end depressed, distant and lazy. It is just as I stated in my last post, we rebel, have to sacrifice and thank the Lord, have grace. Therefore, I wish to start again because with Christ I can do this. Yes I am still reading my Bible but not nearly as closely as I should and I know I am missing out on a lot of great stuff because of this laziness. So in an effort to stay accountable and really find joy in and a love for God's word I am going to post on each chapter I read in my journey through the Bible. This will force me to really think about it and will make me feel more motivated to read God's precious word which I often take for granted. As my reader I ask that you hold me accountable to this task. So without further ado, lets jump in!

Trying,

~Elisabeth

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