How I read the Bible in a year

Yesterday, I posted to Instagram that I had finished my plan to read the Holy Bible in one year. And wow! what a response. It sounds like there are quiet a few folks who would like to know the plan I used and how it all came about, so blog post it is!

A year ago, I felt it set on my heart to sit down with the Word every day and read the Bible in a year. I had tried multiple times to sit down and just start, each time failing at Genesis chapter 4 (or something close to it). It felt daunting to sit and read and sift through thousands and thousands of passages on my own. 

So I turned to my BFF, Google. I searched "Catholic Bible in a year" and a few posts popped up. I sifted through a few plans and settled on one and off I went. As a type-A, plan-obsessed person, I responded to having a well-thought out plan with concrete passages to read. It was usually just a few chapters per day and much more digestible than other plans I came across. See, I didn't just want to skim or gloss through the Word. I wanted to truly read and understand and learn and be challenged.

I can say that after a year, I have a new appreciation for theologians and experts on scripture. While I certainly did not understand everything I read and I am sure most of the historical details were lost on me, I have greatly deepened my faith in unexpected and phenomenal ways. I am going to do this plan again on January 1st of next year. 

Here's how to do it. 

Get yourself a Bible.

I used a Catholic Bible -- complete with all the Books of the Bible and read the NAB version. I referred to a study Bible on occasion for some New Testament passages.

Get yourself some supplies.

A while back, I co-wrote a post for Blessed Is She detailing some great supplies for Catholic Bible Journaling. We talked about everything from pens to highlighters and washi tape to stickers and labels. When I first got my Blessed Is She Journaling Bible, I tabbed all the books for easy reference. Mostly, I used my favorite highlighters and some gel pens for my notes and post-its to keep track of where I left off.

Get a plan in place. 

I found this plan when I stumbled upon this great blog post. Meg outlines three passages to read per day while going chronologically through the Bible. She also created a historical timeline of the Books to help orient you on when you are, historically speaking. 

Give yourself some grace. 

Did I read every single day? No. Did I have to catch up on occasion to stay on target? Yes. But I gave myself room to fall and get back up again. There were seasons during this last year that shook my faith and times where I was too tired and sick (first trimester morning sickness, yuck). But, His Word was always there waiting for me -- with open arms too. There are times when the passages dragged and there were times where I could not get enough. But each time, I knew that what I was doing was important and that He would speak to me in that moment, through His Word, every time. 

What about you? Have you ever sat down to read the entire Bible? How was it for you?

In Him, through her. 

Welcome to the Church, Henry

One month ago, we welcomed our sweet Henry Gabriel into the Catholic Church. Our families and friends surrounded us with love. 

My own Godfather honored us by being Henry's Godfather too and my sister, Mariah is Henry's AND Emma's Godmother.

Welcome Henry!

Throwback to Emma's Baptism.


Blessed Is She writer's retreat (for the win)

Exactly one week ago, I strapped a sleeping Henry to my chest in my trusty Ergo baby and headed to the airport. Little did I know that I would be heading to one of the best, most fulfilling, and most fruitful weekends of my life.

I have been part of the Blessed Is She since its inception a little over two years ago. This ministry has been transformative in my own life and in the lives of thousands of women across the world. I get choked up thinking about the lives we are touching and this circle of sisters I've been blessed to get to know. Being part of the writing team of BIS has helped me reconnect with the Word and reignite my passion for Christ. Wee! 

After knowing these women for over two years through our online relationships, we finally got a chance to meet up and get to know each other in "real" life. I cannot put into words how much this weekend meant to me. My heart is on fire. Our BIS writer's retreat was a huge success. 

One benefit to traveling with a seven-week old is that they let me zip through security and I barely had to wait at those horrid TSA lines. Whew. The plane was super full, but thankfully (you rock, Jesus) my prayers were answered and I had an open middle seat next to me for my first flight (ever) with one of my kiddos. 

Mr. Henry was a trouper for the plane rides. Only three diaper explosions but thankfully, everything was contained. He only fussed for a few minutes here and there and was perfectly content being held or bounced in the carrier. I was only slightly neurotic and lysoled my seat, arm rests, and tray. And washed my hands every two minutes, ha. 

We spent the weekend at Nell's family's lodge, surrounded by trees, a trout stream, and the open sky. It was restorative in more ways than one.

On Friday night, we shared s'mores, prayed a rosary together, and shared our hearts. Saturday we had a couple of workshops, dined together, indulged in desserts, and got to know one another on very deep levels. (Seriously, we got deep quick haha.) On Sunday, we went to Mass at a tiny local parish and took up six rows with the 30+ of us, and quite a few babies. The Holy Spirit was all up in this weekend -- it was palpable. 


Prints from Hatch Prints Shop and the BIS Shop 

These women are my sisters and I love each and every one of them. 

For all the fun and photos from this weekend, browse our #BISteamretreat hashtag on Instagram.

I am still digesting the fruits of this weekend. If you want to know more about this incredible ministry, start here



Faith, Grace, and the Unknown

Happy Friday to you all! Deep post comin’ up!

I’m having one of those moods where I am over thinking and dwelling. As you may know, today is my last day of maternity leave and I head back to school on Monday. While I’m excited to get back on track towards finishing my DDS, I am having a lot of anxiety about leaving Emma.

I’m sure all you parents out there know how hard it is to leave your child. Up until about a couple weeks ago, I was feeling okay about going back to school. It always felt a little ways off. Now that it is just around the corner, I’m having serious apprehension about returning.

While I’ve never doubted that I would return to school, I feel guilty about leaving Emma and upset that I will miss the little things (or heaven forbid, the big milestones). I know my trepidation is normal, even expected, but my heart is disquieted about not being at home with her every day. 

I think what worries me most is the unknown. I don’t know how she will handle our separation, I don’t know how I will handle our separation, I don’t know what it will be like to leave her with someone else day after day.

The unknown is a scary thing. I believe that most of our fears and anxieties come from not knowing what is on the other side or what the possibilities may be. Are we really afraid of heights or what happens when we fall? Are we anxious about changing our environment or about not knowing what will happen once we get there?

At the end of the day all I have is faith. I have to believe that she will be in good hands, that she will be safe, that she will be happy. I have faith that my decision to return to school and complete my degree will ultimately benefit my family. Though I will not be there with her during the day, I will be next to her all through the night. I will continue to breastfeed while I’m with her and pump for her when we are apart. She will be in my thoughts every moment. 

God is good and has graced my family with infinite blessings. I will rely on His grace to maintain my faith. I believe that Emma will remain a happy and healthy little girl. Whenever I start to feel anxious about our separation, I will turn to God’s grace to get me through. His grace will always find me.

P.S. And on a great note, Emma slept eight hours last night! Sleep training may be a workin’.

P.P.S. Check back in tomorrow for Emma’s two-month update!