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When You Miss the Season You Prayed For

There is a quiet moment that often comes in midlife when we begin looking at our lives a little differently. It is not always because something is wrong. Sometimes it happens because something inside of us has changed. After years of moving through responsibilities, raising families, building careers, and simply doing what needed to be done, we finally have enough space to look around and ask deeper questions.

Did I become the person I thought I would become? Did my life turn out the way I imagined? Am I where I thought I would be by now?

Those questions can bring up so many emotions. Sometimes they fill us with gratitude because we can see how faithfully God carried us through seasons we never thought we would survive. Other times, they bring a sense of sadness because we realize some dreams did not unfold the way we expected.

I think many women quietly carry that feeling.

The grief of the life we imagined.

The career path we thought we would have.

The relationships we hoped would look different.

The version of ourselves we thought we would become.

But one of the greatest lessons God has been teaching me in this season is that the life I planned and the life He created are not always the same thing. And learning to trust Him with that difference has brought a deeper kind of peace than I ever expected.

The Weight of Comparing Our Lives

One of the hardest parts of living in today’s world is that comparison follows us everywhere. We see other people’s accomplishments, homes, careers, vacations, and celebrations, often without seeing the struggles, disappointments, and difficult seasons that exist behind the scenes.

It becomes easy to look around and wonder if we somehow missed something.

Maybe someone else’s life seems more successful.

Maybe someone else appears more settled.

Maybe someone else reached a goal we are still waiting for.

Before we realize it, we begin measuring our lives against someone else’s story instead of appreciating the one God is writing for us.

I have had to remind myself that God never asked me to live someone else’s life. He asked me to faithfully live mine.

Galatians 6:4 says, “Each one should test their own actions. Then they can take pride in themselves alone, without comparing themselves to someone else.”

That verse has become more meaningful to me as I get older because comparison steals our ability to see the blessings right in front of us. When we constantly look at someone else’s path, we miss the beauty of the road God placed beneath our own feet.

Releasing the Dreams That Did Not Happen

One of the most tender parts of midlife is learning how to hold our dreams differently.

Some dreams are still waiting to happen. Some dreams have changed. Some dreams need to be released because God has something different in mind.

That does not mean those dreams were foolish.

It does not mean those desires were wrong.

It simply means God sometimes writes a story that looks different from the one we imagined.

For years, I think many of us believed that if our lives did not follow the plan we created, something had gone wrong. But what if God was not behind schedule? What if He was simply leading us somewhere we could not see yet?

Isaiah 55:8-9 reminds us, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the LORD. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.”

There is so much comfort in remembering that God sees the entire picture when we only see one small piece.

Finding Peace With the Life You Have Today

One of the greatest gifts of this season has been learning to appreciate the life right in front of me.

Not the perfect life.

Not the imaginary life.

The actual one.

The one filled with answered prayers and unanswered questions. The one filled with beautiful memories and lessons learned through difficult seasons. The one where I still grow, still change, and still need God every single day.

Sometimes we spend so much time waiting for the next season that we forget to notice the one we are living right now.

Psalm 118:24 says, “The LORD has done it this very day; let us rejoice today and be glad.”

This verse reminds me that today is not just a waiting room for tomorrow. Today is a gift. This season matters. This moment matters.

Even the ordinary days that seem small are still part of the story God is creating.

God Is Not Finished Writing Your Story

One of the biggest lies we can believe in midlife is that our best days are behind us.

Maybe life looks different than we imagined. Maybe some doors closed. Maybe some opportunities passed. Maybe certain dreams took a different direction than we expected.

But God does not waste a single season.

He uses everything.

He uses the years we spent raising children.

He uses the years we spent working hard.

He uses the years we spent caring for others.

He uses the years we spent learning, struggling, growing, and starting over.

Every piece of our story matters.

Philippians 1:6 gives us this promise: “Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”

God began a work in you long before this season, and He is still continuing that work today.

You are not finished.

You are still growing.

You are still becoming.

The Freedom of Letting God Lead

I think one of the most freeing things we can do in midlife is loosen our grip on the timeline we created for ourselves.

Instead of constantly asking, “Why didn’t my life happen the way I thought it would?” we can begin asking, “God, what are You showing me in this season?”

That question changes everything.

Because surrender does not mean giving up. Surrender means trusting.

It means believing that God’s plans are not smaller than ours. They are often deeper, richer, and more meaningful than anything we could have created for ourselves.

Jeremiah 29:11 says, “‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the LORD, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’”

That promise was not only meant for the younger version of ourselves.

It is meant for the woman sitting here today.

The woman who is still learning.

The woman who is still growing.

The woman who is discovering that God is not finished yet.

Learning to Love the Story God Is Writing

Maybe midlife is not about chasing the life we thought we wanted. Maybe it is about finally recognizing the life God has been creating all along.

Maybe the dream was never only about what we accomplished. Maybe it was about who we became along the way.

The woman who learned patience.

The woman who found strength.

The woman who discovered grace.

The woman who realized she does not have to prove her worth because she was already loved by God.

I am learning to stop looking backward at everything I thought should have happened and start looking forward with open hands. The same God who carried me through every chapter before this one is still holding my story today.

And I trust Him with what comes next.

Let’s Keep the Conversation Going

I would love to hear from you. Have you ever found yourself grieving the life you thought you would have? What is God teaching you about trusting Him with the story He is writing?

Share your thoughts in the comments. Your words may encourage another woman who is walking through a similar season.

If this encouraged you, share it with another woman who may need the reminder that her story is not behind her.

God is still writing.

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The Freedom of Childlike Faith

Fully trusting God isn’t as hard as I once thought.

Or is it?

Jesus tells us that if we want to enter the kingdom of heaven, we must become like little children (Matthew 18:3–4). It’s a passage I’ve heard all my life. For years I thought, That’s sweet. Jesus loves the little children. Then I moved on to what I considered the “important” verses – the ones about blessings, healing, and provision.

But I’m in a season of searching.

I’m digging deeper into what the Bible is really about and what it actually says about the way I’m meant to live. And this past weekend, those verses about childlike faith came rushing back to me.

Last week I spent several days with my 17-month-old granddaughter, Sophia. Becoming a grandparent gives you a completely different perspective. You’re no longer looking at a child through the eyes of responsibility alone. You simply get to delight in them.

Well…and maybe teach them a thing or two.

Like how to cross their arms defiantly. (I’m sure my daughter and son-in-law appreciate that.)

As I watched Sophia, I couldn’t help but notice the complete trust she has in the adults who love her.

When her daddy swings her around, she never worries he’ll let go. His strength makes her brave. She laughs, reaches for him again, and eagerly waits for the next adventure, completely unaware that he leaves the house every day to work so he can provide everything she needs.

When she reaches for her mommy, she knows she’ll be picked up. When she gets hurt, she runs straight into her mother’s arms, convinced that one kiss can make everything better.

When she toddles into the kitchen, she simply expects there will be food waiting for her. She never wonders if there will be enough. She trusts that her parents have already prepared exactly what she needs.

Sophia never lies awake worrying about tomorrow.

She doesn’t stress over mortgages or car payments.

She doesn’t wonder whether she’ll have enough to eat next week.

She doesn’t question whether someone will take care of her.

She simply rests in the confidence that her parents will provide everything she needs.

As I played with her, I realized even her expectations of me were simple. She trusted that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her and that I, too, would care for her.

Watching her, I realized just how free she really is.

She runs without hesitation.

She climbs without fear.

She launches herself onto couch cushions without stopping to calculate everything that could go wrong.

Without fear.

Without hesitation.

Without overthinking.

She simply believes everything will be okay.

And suddenly I realized…

That’s exactly how I want to live.

Not the kind of rest that comes with a cozy chair, a good book, and a cup of tea. The kind of rest that settles deep in your soul. The kind of rest Jesus promised when He said, “Come to Me…and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28-30).

The more I pray and study God’s Word, the more I’m discovering something incredibly rich. I’ve spent much of my life bound by fear.

Fear of failure.

Fear of rejection.

Fear of being hurt.

Fear of not having enough.

Fear of not being liked.

Fear of not being loved.

And every one of those fears has held me back.

If I’m honest, it’s something I’ve battled every time I’ve done something outside my comfort zone – even something joyful, like driving three hours to see my granddaughter or taking a trip to visit my sister in Tennessee. Before I even leave, my mind has already imagined a thousand things that could go wrong. The excuses on how I can’t go pile up before I’ve even packed my bag.

That’s how fear works.

It whispers “what if” until we forget who is actually in control.

But lately something has changed.

Whenever fear starts telling me that something terrible could happen, I hear another voice speaking to my heart.

“That’s not going to be your story.”

Sometimes it’s so strong that I find myself saying it out loud.

“Nope. That’s not going to be my story.”

Then another truth follows close behind. It’s become the antidote to decades of fear. I hear my heavenly Father gently reminding me:

“I cannot fail.”

What confidence there is in those four words.

God cannot fail because His character is perfect. He is faithful to every promise He has ever made (Numbers 23:19). He works all things together for the good of those who love Him (Romans 8:28). He will never leave me nor forsake me (Hebrews 13:5). His plans cannot be thwarted (Job 42:2).

He has never failed me.

And He never will.

Does that mean life suddenly becomes a Disney movie where I’m wearing a size six dress while woodland animals fold my laundry?

Absolutely not.

After nearly fifty-eight years on this earth, I’ve learned that life still happens.

People disappoint us.

Bodies grow older.

Dreams sometimes take unexpected turns.

Hard seasons come.

Jesus never promised an easy life. In fact, He told us, “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world” (John 16:33).

The difference isn’t that trouble disappears.

The difference is that fear no longer gets to lead.

Like little Sophia confidently trusting her parents to provide everything she needs, I can trust my Heavenly Father to provide everything I truly need (Matthew 6:25-34). Before I even ask, He already knows what I need (Matthew 6:8).

That’s what childlike faith really is.

Not childish faith.

Childlike faith.

Trusting.

Resting.

Knowing.

Being fully confident that my Father is good.

This past weekend, God spoke directly to my heart through my pastor.

He said, “Your overwhelming pursuit of an answer has become a problem. I want you to trust Me and trust My Word.”

Immediately I knew the Lord was exposing something in me.

I’d been running everywhere trying to figure out God’s will for my life on my own instead of quietly sitting at His feet. I was searching for answers when He was inviting me into relationship. Mary chose that better way when she sat at Jesus’ feet while Martha busied herself with everything else (Luke 10:38-42).

That’s where I want to be.

At His feet.

Listening.

Waiting.

Trusting.

Childlike faith isn’t pretending we have no questions.- It’s choosing to trust the One who already has every answer. It’s believing that our Father is good even when we don’t understand. It’s refusing to let fear make our decisions. It’s resting in the confidence that God is who He says He is and will do what He has promised.

Just like a little child trusts a loving parent…

I’m learning to trust my Father.

Completely.

And perhaps that’s been the lesson all along.

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But God…

I have a confession to make.

I’m a very happy single woman.

I’ve been married. I’ve also been divorced for twenty years now, which means I’ve been divorced twice as long as I was married. And honestly? I enjoy my life.

Like many young people, I got married for all the wrong reasons. While that marriage gave me the two greatest blessings of my life – my daughters – it also brought tremendous heartache. The relationship was emotionally and verbally abusive, and eventually it ended in divorce.

The Danger of Ignoring God’s Warnings

I entered that marriage as a Christian and married someone who didn’t have a relationship with God.

Like so many others before me, I thought I could save him. I thought my faith would be enough for both of us. I believed I could somehow make it work.

It doesn’t work that way.

God doesn’t work that way.

There’s a reason Scripture warns us against being unequally yoked.

“Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness?” (2 Corinthians 6:14)

But I was young. I was stubborn. And I didn’t want to listen.

Imagine my surprise when, nine years ago, I almost, almost, made the same mistake again.

This time, the man wasn’t simply indifferent toward God. He had an adversarial relationship with Him.

Thankfully, God intervened before history repeated itself.

Running from a Conversation with God

When we started dating, I knew deep down the relationship wasn’t right.

You know those sins we try to hide from God, as if He doesn’t already know? The situations we avoid praying about because we’re afraid of His answer?

That was me.

For months, I didn’t talk to God about the relationship at all. Meanwhile, the relationship became more serious. We started discussing marriage.

What should have been exciting wasn’t.

No one in my life seemed enthusiastic about the relationship. Looking back, I can see why. The warning signs were everywhere.

But I wasn’t paying attention. All I could see was financial security. My mother wouldn’t have to worry about money. I wouldn’t have a mortgage. Life would be easier.

At least, that’s what I told myself.

When Reality Sets In

Then the cracks started showing.

He began telling me what kind of mother I should be. He encouraged my older daughter in choices that directly contradicted my biblical convictions. He routinely brushed aside my younger daughter while prioritizing his own children—children who were carrying significant emotional baggage and unresolved issues.

Suddenly, the future I had imagined didn’t look so appealing.

And then God stepped in.

The Conversation I Couldn’t Avoid

One morning, while I was getting ready for work, I heard God’s voice clearly.

“Are you ever going to talk with Me about this relationship?”

Without hesitation, I answered, “No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I already know Your answer. And it will be no.”

Then God said something I’ll never forget.

“The choice is always yours. But no, this isn’t what I have for you.”

Then He added gently:

“But I still want to talk with you about it. I love you, and I want to hear from you.”

I broke. I knew God already knew everything. He knew my heart. He knew my fears. He knew my motives.

Yet He still wanted me to come to Him.

Not because He needed information.

Because He wanted relationship.

Surrender Changes Everything

That morning I finally prayed.

“God, I’m sorry I’ve tried to hide this from You. If this isn’t from You, please help me make the decision to end it. Prevent the hurt before it happens. I submit my heart to You.”

The moment I prayed, the burden lifted.

I knew exactly what I needed to do.

So I ended the relationship.

The People We Allow to Influence Us Matter

Why share all of this?

Because I know I’m not the only one who has ignored God’s warnings.

And because who we allow into our inner circle matters.

During that relationship, a close friend continually encouraged me toward marriage. Her message wasn’t intentionally harmful, but it wasn’t biblical either.

Her belief was simple: I was incomplete because I was single.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

I’ve always taught my daughters never to expect another human being to complete them. Only God can do that.

No person is responsible for making us whole.

No person is responsible for creating our happiness.

Because eventually, every human being will disappoint us.

If our identity, security, and joy rest on another person, what happens when that person fails?

We already see the consequences all around us. Our culture constantly confuses lust with love and happiness with joy.

But they’re not the same thing.

Joy Is Better Than Happiness

I believe God wants good things for His children.

But more than temporary happiness, He wants to fill us with lasting joy.

“You make known to me the path of life; in Your presence there is fullness of joy; at Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.” (Psalm 16:11)

Joy comes from Him.

It isn’t dependent on circumstances, relationships, bank accounts, or marital status.

When our hearts are full of God’s joy, healthy relationships become an overflow rather than a necessity.

That’s a completely different way of living.

Looking Back at God’s Protection

Sometimes I think about what my life would look like if I hadn’t listened.

What would have happened to my daughters?

How would their lives have changed?

Would my precious granddaughter even exist today? The thought alone makes me shudder.

As I look back, I can see things more clearly than I could then. God revealed that this man was making me his idol. At the same time, I would have made saving him mine.

Neither of us would have been pursuing God first.

And if I’m being honest, I likely would have added another divorce to my life’s résumé.

Instead, God protected me. Not because I deserved it. Not because I had done everything right.

But because He loved me enough to interrupt my plans.

But God…

Those two words have changed countless stories throughout Scripture.

Abraham was old, but God.

Joseph was betrayed, but God.

The Israelites were trapped, but God.

Jesus was crucified, but God raised Him from the dead.

And in my own small story, I was headed toward another painful mistake, but God stepped in.

He pursued me when I was avoiding Him. He spoke when I wasn’t listening. He protected me from consequences I couldn’t yet see. And He reminded me that obedience may cost something in the moment, but it always leads to something better.

Maybe you’re facing a decision right now that you’ve been reluctant to bring before God.

Perhaps you already know what He’s saying, and that’s exactly why you’ve avoided the conversation.

Can I encourage you?

Talk to Him anyway.

Not because He doesn’t already know.

But because He loves you and wants to hear from you.

And sometimes the greatest blessings in our lives begin with two simple words:

But God.

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Whatever It Takes, Lord

I’ve been a Christian for a long time. But only recently have I made a conscious decision to pursue real change in my relationship with God.

I want more of Him.

I want to know Him more deeply, hear His voice more clearly, and do my part to advance His Kingdom. But beyond that, I want to know what it truly means to live life from the throne—to live as a daughter of the King instead of merely knowing that truth in my head.

I know I’m a citizen of Heaven. I know who God says I am. But if I’m honest, I haven’t always walked in that reality.

And I know I’m not alone.

Many of us want a deeper relationship with God, but we don’t always realize what that requires.

The Cost of Going Deeper

Going deeper with God means surrender.

It means giving up parts of ourselves that have become comfortable, even when those parts don’t align with God’s best for us.

Recently, my prayer has become, “Whatever it takes, Lord.”

God has answered that prayer.

Behaviors and attitudes I’ve carried for years have started rising to the surface. As He strips them away, He exposes places in my heart that need healing, correction, and repentance.

I’ve found myself on my knees more often lately—confessing sin, seeking forgiveness, and asking God to uproot things I’ve allowed to remain for far too long.

It isn’t comfortable.

I knew God would take me up on my “whatever it takes” prayer, but I admit there was an unspoken condition attached to it.

“Whatever it takes, Lord… just don’t make it too painful.”

Then came another honest confession.

“Lord, I’m scared of what this might mean for my life.”

The Loving Discipline of a Good Father

Over and over again, God reminds me that He is a good Father.

And good fathers don’t ignore destructive behaviors in their children. They lovingly correct them.

Sometimes that correction comes through conviction.

Sometimes it comes through pruning.

Sometimes it comes through difficult conversations between me and the Lord about, well… coming to Jesus.

Laying it down.

Pride.

Jealousy—which has been a big one lately.

Disobedience.

Strife.

Gossip.

The list goes on.

Scripture reminds us:

“For the Lord disciplines those he loves, and he punishes each one he accepts as his child.”

— Hebrews 12:6 (NLT)

And Jesus said:

“He cuts off every branch of mine that doesn’t produce fruit, and he prunes the branches that do bear fruit so they will produce even more.”

— John 15:2 (NLT)

Pruning doesn’t feel pleasant while it’s happening. But pruning always serves a purpose.

God never removes something without intending to produce something better in its place.

The Humility of Honest Reflection

I’m laying all of this out here because I know this isn’t just about me.

It may be about you, too.

For a long time, I thought there really wasn’t all that much wrong with me. At least not compared to some people.

If we’re honest, we’ve all entertained that thought at one point or another.

But God showed me something important.

That attitude is pride.

The moment I started comparing my sins to someone else’s, I stopped seeing my need for transformation.

I don’t want to live that way anymore.

I want to be positioned for the Kingdom.

I want to stop obsessing over my flaws while also refusing to acknowledge them.

Yes, my flaws are many.

But God already knows every single one of them.

Nothing surprises Him.

Fully Known and Fully Loved

That’s where the beauty of this journey lives.

God knows me completely.

He knows every weakness, every failure, every hidden motive, and every struggle.

Yet He loves me anyway.

More than that, I believe He has been waiting for me to become honest enough—with myself and with Him—to let Him do this work in my heart.

It hasn’t been easy.

It hasn’t always been fun.

But I can honestly say this:

I’ve never felt more loved by my Heavenly Father than I do right now.

I’ve never felt more seen.

I’ve never felt more cared for.

The conviction has been strong, but His love has been stronger.

As David wrote:

“Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.”

— Psalm 139:23–24 (NLT)

A Prayer Worth Praying

If you’ve been wondering whether you should pray the same prayer—“Whatever it takes, Lord”—I want to encourage you to do it.

Yes, it may bring conviction.

Yes, it may uncover things you’d rather avoid.

Yes, it may feel uncomfortable for a season.

But momentary discomfort cannot compare to the glory that waits on the other side of surrender.

The glory of serving Him.

The joy of walking in obedience.

The peace that comes from living in His purpose.

The freedom that comes when we stop fighting His work in our lives.

After all, it’s never really been about us.

It’s always been about Jesus.

Prayer

Father,

Thank You for loving me enough to correct me. Thank You for refusing to leave me where I am. Even when conviction feels uncomfortable, help me remember that it comes from Your love.

Search my heart and reveal anything that keeps me from You. Expose pride, jealousy, disobedience, gossip, strife, and every attitude that does not reflect Your character. Give me the courage to surrender those things completely.

Lord, teach me what it means to live as Your daughter. Help me walk confidently in the identity You’ve given me and faithfully fulfill the purpose You’ve placed before me.

When pruning comes, help me trust Your hand. When conviction comes, help me respond with humility. When fear rises up, remind me that Your plans for me are always good.

Whatever it takes, Lord, make me more like Jesus.

In His precious name,

Amen.

If you’ve prayed this prayer, or if you’re struggling and need prayer as you pray it, leave a comment below. I’d love the opportunity to pray for you and encourage you on your journey with God.

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How I Finally Fell in Love with Bible Study

Recently, I started the A Year in the Bible study from The Daily Grace Co. I had been searching for something in-depth that would guide me through Scripture every day. More than anything, I wanted to go deeper in my faith. I wanted to know God’s heart better, understand His Word more clearly, and grow closer to Him.

My Struggle with Reading the Bible

If I’m being honest, reading the Bible has often felt like a chore.

I love fiction. Give me a good novel, and I’ll happily disappear into its pages for hours. Non-fiction? That’s another story. In fact, if you hand me almost any book and tell me I have to read it, there’s a good chance I’ll resist. I’ve always been a little stubborn that way.

Thankfully, God knows me better than I know myself.

He knows I’m a process-driven person who is constantly searching for the “perfect system.” It probably didn’t surprise Him at all when I spent months looking for the right Bible study program before finally settling on one.

But eventually, I realized something needed to change.

A Prayer God Answered

I began praying a simple prayer:

“Lord, give me a love for Your Word that I’ve never had before. Help me enjoy learning about You.”

God has answered that prayer in ways I never expected.

For the first time in many years, I genuinely look forward to my Bible study time. While colorful pens and pretty highlighters certainly make the process more enjoyable, they can’t compare to the joy that comes from learning more about my Heavenly Father.

God’s Word reminds us:

“Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path.” — Psalm 119:105 (NLT)

The more time I spend in Scripture, the more I realize how true that is.

My Top Five Bible Study Tools

If you’re looking to build a consistent Bible study habit, these are the tools that have helped me the most.

1. A Bible You Can Actually Study

Two years ago, my sister gave me a Life Application Study Bible in the New Living Translation, and it completely changed my Bible-reading experience.

I know some Christians strongly prefer the King James Version or New King James Version. That’s perfectly fine. But for me, understanding what I’m reading matters most.

I needed a translation written in language I could easily understand so I could focus on learning rather than decoding.

The Life Application Study Bible includes character profiles, historical context, practical application notes, and study helps throughout the text. Those features have helped me understand both the well-known and lesser-known people in Scripture.

As Proverbs 4:7 reminds us:

“Getting wisdom is the wisest thing you can do! And whatever else you do, develop good judgment.” (NLT)

A Bible you understand is one of the best tools for gaining that wisdom.

2. Highlighters

Different colors make learning more enjoyable.

Maybe that sounds simple, but when I enjoy a learning process, I remember it better.

You can assign colors to themes, promises, commands, prayers, or specific people. There isn’t a right or wrong way to do it.

Bible study should be engaging. I truly believe that.

3. Pens (And Lots of Them)

You’re going to want to take notes.

That’s why I recommend getting a Bible you feel comfortable writing in. If you’re trying to preserve Grandma’s beautiful Bible in pristine condition, set it safely on the shelf and buy one you can underline, circle, and fill with notes.

Then grab some colorful pens.

You can color-code your observations if you’d like, but mostly you’ll want room to capture what God is teaching you as you read.

4. A Ruler

This one might sound strange, but hear me out.

I love marking up my Bible. I do not love crooked lines.

A simple six-inch ruler helps me underline passages neatly and organize notes in the margins. It may not be essential for everyone, but for fellow detail-oriented Bible students, it’s a small tool that makes a big difference.

5. Notebooks

Actually, get more than one.

The more God reveals through His Word, the more you’ll want to write down. I’ve already filled pages with observations, questions, prayers, and lessons I don’t want to forget.

Habakkuk 2:2 says:

“Write my answer plainly on tablets, so that a runner can carry the correct message to others.” (NLT)

There is something powerful about writing down what God is teaching you.

Finding a Bible Study Plan That Works

Along with these tools, I recommend finding a Bible study plan that fits your personality and learning style.

Some people thrive without a structured plan. Others, like me, need accountability and a clear roadmap.

I happened to catch a great sale from The Daily Grace Co. and purchased their entire spiral-bound A Year in the Bible series. Having a daily guide helps me stay consistent and focused.

The key isn’t finding the perfect program.

The key is finding one you’ll actually use.

Don’t Forget Prayer

Of all the tools I’ve mentioned, prayer is the most important.

I begin every Bible study session with prayer, and I end every session the same way.

Before I open my Bible, I ask God to reveal Himself to me. I ask Him to teach me, guide me, and help me understand what He wants me to learn.

James 1:5 gives us this promise:

“If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you.” (NLT)

That’s exactly what I’ve been doing.

And even though I’m only a few weeks into this study, I already feel like I know God in a deeper and more personal way.

I’d Love to Hear From You

What Bible study are you currently doing?

Do you have favorite Bible study tools or accessories that help you stay engaged and consistent?

Share them in the comments. I’m always looking for new ideas, and I’d love to hear what works for you.