Despite all that, however, I don't love the devotional time during ladies meetings. I am probably the only "good Christian" in the world like that, but sadly, it's true. When the chosen lady stands behind the podium and arranges her papers, inwardly I sigh and tentatively reach toward my "Topics to Daydream About" book in my mind, just in case the devotional is boring.
It is so crazy that I do that, still, because after close to 30 months of devotionals at ladies' meetings, only one was boring. One! (Sorry, whoever it was. I have forgotten. Hey, you want me to be honest, right? I didn't say I didn't learn anything from it...) You would think I would anticipate the devotional time and be excited to see what I will learn this time. I guess that old sinful self likes to forget (on purpose?) what a special time being in the Bible is, and every month I fall for it.
Well, this past month (like, last year, since this post sat in my drafts for WAY too long) was so not boring. It was just for me. Literally. Normally we have about 40 ladies in attendance, but for some strange reason, there were only 12 or 15 there this time. So I know that this devotional was just for me.