Can I be real?
Lately, I open my Bible, stare at the page, and feel... nothing. No spark. No insight. Just words that feel far away. My heart wants to connect, but my mind is foggy, distracted, exhausted.
Friend, your quiet time doesn't need to feel spiritual to be spiritual. God isn't grading your emotions—He's meeting you right here, in the mess.
So here's a gentle question: When was the last time Scripture felt hard or hollow... and what tiny thing helped you show up anyway?
No perfect answers needed. Just honest hearts.