Cancun must be one of the most beautiful places on earth. I basked in the sun, listened to the pounding surf, and marveled at the beautiful turquoise water that stretched for miles past the horizon.

I took long walks, rode around in a golf cart while Mark golfed, and enjoyed the company of good friends. The one thing I didn’t do was open my Bible (except on Saturday when I posted my blog).

My Bible rested on the desk in our room for eight days without getting much use. I had plans to read it at the beach, but I took my novel instead. Do I feel guilty about this? No. But I do have mixed feelings about my ability to place God’s word within reach but not bothering to pick it up—especially during vacation when I have ample time to meditate on it.

When I returned home, I thought about Jeremiah 31:33 which says, “I will put My law within them and on their heart I will write it; and I will be their God, and they shall be My people.” Perhaps God already knew that people like me wouldn’t be reading his word everyday, so he took measures to write it on my heart—at least that’s what I choose to believe. And I’m thankful for his grace and mercy every single day.