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On Bible Reading, Prayer and Growth (it's not a guarantee):

My husband, Sony has been singing the Read Your Bible Sunday School song lately! The lyrics go:


Read your Bible.
Pray every day (repeat 3 times).
Read your Bible.
Pray every day.
And you’ll grow, grow, grow (repeat 3 times).
Read your Bible.
Pray every day.
And you’ll grow, grow, grow.
I'm so thankful for this song, and what it teaches! It's precious.
But, sadly, I have learned it's not necessarily true. Reading our Bibles and praying every day may not result in growth. Shocking, right!


I learned this sad truth (albeit loosely) from another Sunday School song I Just Wanna Be a Sheep.

I Just Wanna Be a Sheep
Chorus
I just wanna be a sheep
Baa, baa, baa, baa
I just wanna be a sheep
Baa, baa, baa, baa
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I just wanna be a sheep
Baa, baa, baa, baa,

Verse 1
Don't wanna be a goat…nope
Don't wanna be a goat…nope
Haven't got any hope…nope
Don't wanna be a goat…nope

Verse 2
Don't wanna be a hypocrite
Don't wanna be a hypocrite
'Cause they're not hip to it
Don't wanna be a hypocrite

Verse 3
Don't wanna be a Pharisee
Don't wanna be a Pharisee
'Cause they're not fair you see
Don't wanna be a Pharisee

Verse 4
Don't wanna be a Sadducee
Don't wanna be a Sadducee
'Cause they're so sad you see
Don't wanna be a Sadducee

Verse 5
Just wanna be a child of God
Just wanna be a child of God
Walkin' the same path He trod
Just wanna be a child of God

When we sang this song, my Sunday School teachers would explain that the Pharisees and Sadducees were teachers of the law (the Word of God). They didn't really get into the nuts and bolts of the differences between the Pharisees and Sadducees. But I did learn that they read the Word of God, and they prayed, and yet they did NOT grow, grow, grow. They were hypocrites. They taught the Scriptures, but the Scriptures did not reside in their hearts.

This is what Jesus said of the Pharisees:

"Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! 
For you clean the outside of the cup and the plate, 
but inside they are full of greed and self-indulgence. 
You blind Pharisee! 
First clean the inside of the cup and the plate, 
that the outside also may be clean. 
Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! 
For you are like whitewashed tombs, 
which outwardly appear beautiful, 
but within are full of dead people's bones and all uncleanness. 
So you also outwardly appear righteous to others, 
but within you are full of hypocrisy and lawlessness."  
~Mt 23:25-28 

So yes, it is possible to read your Bible and pray every day, and tragically be dead inside. I was reminded of this when I started Bible College. One of my professors, Dr. David Barker, gave us a stern warning as often as he could. When you go to Bible College, the Bible is the main object of study! The Bible is the whole point of being there! And this means Bible College students write many papers and exams on the Bible. We were constantly reading the Bible. For this reason, Dr. Barker firmly warned us with these words:

"NEVER EVER OPEN YOUR BIBLE AND TREAT IT LIKE A TEXTBOOK! IT'S THE LIVING WORD OF GOD! ALWAYS OPEN YOUR BIBLE IN HUMILITY AND SINCERITY, SEEKING THE LORD, SO YOU MAY BE TRANSFORMED!" (loosely quoting Dr. Baker)

Honestly, I was stunned by this statement. And deeply ashamed for how I had been treating God's Word in the course of my study. It had become a textbook. I was learning much, but it was not being written on my heart. Even now, many years later, it is far too easy for me to slip into this kind of tragic mindset. And in so doing, I'm in danger of being like a Pharisee - a hypocrite.
So, when we read our Bibles and pray to the Lord, I pray that it will be in humility, in sincere hunger for righteousness (Mt 5:6) and a delight to commune with the One Holy God.

"One thing I have asked of the Lord,
that will I seek after:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord
and to inquire in His temple." ~Ps 27:4

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