At the beginning of 2016 I was finding that all of the common religious practices surrounding evangelical Christianity weren’t maintaining much of a hold on my attention. Though my faith is firm in the incarnational faith of Christ, my will to spend time in the Bible was like tepid coffee. I knew it would perk me up, but it was not appealing to approach. I decided that I didn’t like devotions — at least not the kind that everyone says you are supposed to do (quiet time). And so, since I didn’t like devotions so much, I started writing my own. It was my way of getting into the Word, and wrestling over the ideas presented in Scripture. I like devotions a little more now, but I do them weird. I think about things that aren’t the clear answers that everyone is convinced are there. I deconstruct preexisting ideas, and try to read the Bible with a hermeneutic of union with Christ. The words presented are in process. I long for discussion and understanding.