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POWER in the Word of God

Today, my handsome little brother, Jordan, spoke in church. That's something I love about our church, the members of each congregation are the ones that deliver messages about Christ. I've had my turn a few times in my life, and it's been a neat experience to grow and share what I know to be true and right.

My brother's message was that of his growth in reading the scriptures, the word of God. It was difficult for him as he grew up to find motivation to read, or to find focus while reading (instead of just trying to get to the next chapter). He shared a few things that really helped him, and I want to share them here:

1. Setting a certain amount of minutes to read helped him enjoy his studies far more than setting a certain amount of pages or chapters to read. That way he wasn't distracted by how long each verse was, etc. He knew that those fifteen minutes were for scripture study and enabled him to be less distracted.

2. Read in the morning or during the day, not right before bed. Going to sleep is a constant distraction/temptation if left for last. He shared that reading at night is more like a spiritual bandaid, whereas reading earlier is like spiritual armor.

3. Walking home from work, listening to his scriptures out loud, was one of his favorite parts of his day. Finding quiet, uninterrupted, un-rushed moments to listen to God's word can truly be awesome.

I learned a lot from JP today, and I hope I can do better at my study so that true inspiration can come from my Heavenly Father and I can better understand what he'd have me learn.

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