As you may know, our church (and I) are pretty zealous in encouraging personal Bible reading and Bible study. Studies show it’s one of the most important indicators of spiritual growth. We believe the Bible is God’s written Word to us, given to instruct, encourage and admonish us, and most importantly to point us to Jesus, the living Word. Our church has Bible reading initiatives every other year or so to encourage people to get in the habit of daily scripture reading. In a world that screams at us to pay attention to trivial things 24-7-365, it’s important to inculcate and feed that much deeper hunger.
So what’s this about a group who are hungry for the Word … and yet I wish they weren’t? Am I flatly contradicting myself?
Not exactly. The ones who are demonstrating such hunger for God’s Word … are the termites who invade my office every year during swarming season. Every morning my desk is covered in shiny, gossamer-like wings – and dead and dying termites. And I have to acknowledge: if you are a termite, and you like to chew on wood and wood by-products – like paper – my office is a target-rich environment. I am a book lover; my job is very reading-intensive; I have shelves full of books. Hence: it’s a termite smorgasbord.
All right, I understand, a bug’s gotta do what a bug’s gotta do. I like Mexican food, they like paper. But when they start chowing down on my Bible, my rare, out-of-print, they’re-not-going-to-make-any-more Spirit of the Reformation Study Bible, good friend, former professor, and mentor Dr. Richard Pratt, General Editor … that’s where I draw the line.
You want to feast on some of my ancient seminary notes, OK. My old set of Leadership Journals, I can live with that. But when you start sinking your grimy little mandibles into my impossible-to-replace Spirit of the Reformation Study Bible, there’s gon’ be trouble.
So a week ago we resorted to attacking them with chemical warfare. “Nuke ‘em till they glow,” I think were my exact words. “Kill ‘em all, let God sort ‘em out.”
And that stopped them all right – for about a day. Then they sent in a fresh wave, a new invading army. So I said: All right – It’s on. From here on it’s hand-to-hand (wing?) combat. I see one of the little blighters, it’s him or me. My books, anyway. No more Mr. Nice Guy. PETA, SCHMETA – I terminate with extreme prejudice.
Hopefully the word will get around on termite social media: Don’t go in there. The food is to die for – literally.
As you might have surmised, I didn’t really write this to tell you about my personal crusade against the termites in my office. My point is this:
Don’t allow yourself to be out-hungered for the Word of God by a bunch of voracious little detritivores (look it up). Make it a priority to spend at least a few minutes each day in the Bible. The vast majority of chapters can easily be read in ten minutes or less; many five or less. Carve ten minutes out of your social media time, or your telenovela viewing, or ESPN or binge-watching YouTube or TikTok or whatever. It will add more value to your day, and your life, than almost anything else you do.
I don’t like these pesky little creeps that are littering my desk, but I’ll give them this: they’re hungry for God’s Word.