If you’ve ever felt like you should know how to study the Bible but just weren’t sure where to begin, you’re in the right place. In this space, I share practical, Spirit-led teachings and tips to help you study with confidence, apply truth in real life, and reconnect with the heart of God through Scripture.
The sons of Korah had no business writing Psalm 84.
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Reader, Mid-July. The summer is at its fullest — long evenings, slower pace, the kind of heat that makes you move differently through your day. And six weeks into this journey, I want to ask you something honest before we open this week's Psalms. Not rhetorical — real. How are you doing with the rhythm? Are you still showing up? Still writing? Still watching? Because this is the week the drift becomes a choice. Not a failure — a choice. Either the rhythm that has been building since June 1 carries you forward, or something quietly loosens, and the journal sits unopened for a few days. Both happen. What matters is what you do when you notice it. This week we're in Psalms 80–85, and the cry that rises from almost every one of them is the same one that may be rising in you right now: restore us. Turn us again. Let your face shine. These are not the prayers of people who have given up — they are the prayers of people honest enough to name that something has drifted and clear-eyed enough to know exactly where to bring it. And then there is Psalm 84. The sons of Korah wrote it — descendants of a man who led a rebellion against Moses and was judged by God for it. His line was spared. Those descendants became faithful servants in the temple. And from that place of redeemed history, they wrote this: "For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere." — Psalm 84:10 Better. Not longer. Categorically different. The sons of Korah knew — from their own family's story — that nearness to God is not one good thing among many. It is the thing everything else is measured against. That is the seed for this week. Restoration is not just relief from hardship. It is restored nearness. And nearness is what this entire journey has been building toward — one Psalm, one morning at a time. Watch this week's first teaching video before you open Psalm 80 Read, watch, listen, write. If the rhythm has loosened this week, let this weekend be the place you return to it without guilt. Don't Miss This Week's Training!Add it to your favorite calendar tool
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If you’ve ever felt like you should know how to study the Bible but just weren’t sure where to begin, you’re in the right place. In this space, I share practical, Spirit-led teachings and tips to help you study with confidence, apply truth in real life, and reconnect with the heart of God through Scripture.
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