I love Bible study

I just completed a day’s homework in the workbook that accompanies a Bible study I am attending. This is something I haven’t done in a long, long time, both answering questions I didn’t write as well as attending a Bible study I do not teach. It’s weird, I gotta tell you. Not only am I student and not teacher, but I walked in the door the first night not knowing a single person there. I’m not sure that’s ever happened, me going to a Bible study group–whether as teacher or not–and not knowing anyone.

To further the whole weirdness of it all, we’re wearing masks. So not only did I not know anyone to begin with, I will never recognize anyone I now know! Ha! It’s just all so bizarre. Hello, 2020.

But as bizarre and crazy as Bible study in a pandemic (after a move to a new town) is, it’s been good for me. Good to get out of the house and out of my head. Good to meet (masked) people. Good to think about and talk about God’s Word and hear it taught. Good to spend a little time during the day flipping pages in my Bible and answering questions in a workbook.

True confessions: sometimes I have to remind myself it’s good, not because I think it’s not, but because I forget.

The other night I was about to leave for Bible study or, rather, I was making the attempt to talk myself into leaving for Bible study because I really, really didn’t want to go. Really. My introversion was strong and, let’s face it, sometimes sitting on the sofa with a book and a healthy dose of self-pity seems more appealing. “This will be good for me,” I told myself. My husband told me the same thing (less sternly) and, well, repetitive affirmation of what we know to be true always helps.

This is what’s true: I love Bible study. I love women’s Bible study. I love that despite masks and transitions and introversion, when I gather with women with Scripture as our focus it is familiar. It is grounding.

I can’t help but think of all the women and groups I’ve taught over the years (decades). I wonder about the woman who may have come to my group new, in transition, knowing no one. Did she have to talk herself into it? Did she find a familiar place, a place of welcome? I pray yes.

And now I’ve forgotten the point I originally wanted to make. The perils of writing off the cuff! And with little practice therein! However, I will say this: I’m grateful for Bible study and for the women who lead and for the women who welcome and for the unshakeable foundation of the living Word of God.