The WORDathon was a better experience than I had even imagined. The idea of being covered in Scripture was certainly appealing, though some of the time slots were not. Yet, sitting in the Sanctuary being steeped in the Psalms for several hours before the sun had even come up was shaping, memorable, and something I hope to do again; something I did not realize I had been hungry for.
I can’t really describe the feeling I had knowing that someone was at Erin reading scripture around the clock. I wasn’t there in the wee hours but I woke in the night and tuned in the simulcast. There was Joe, John, Jeannine, Matthew, Lucas… reading into the night. It was comforting.
It was more of a challenge than I imagined it would be. I had a great time…count me in for next year.
While I regularly enjoy The WordPlayers’ productions, what really gets my respect is the WORDathon–they really are all about The Word!
Except for the fact that my reading of Joshua required my mouth and my mind to wrap around near unpronounceable combinations of poly-syllabic proper nouns I’d never vocalized before–and hope I don’t have to again!–my experience in being part of The WordPlayers’ WORDathon this year was truly exhilarating. As a bible guy who believes passionately in the trans-formative power of the spoken Word, I am already looking forward to next year! Thank you for the blessed opportunity to experience the Scriptures in such a unique way. And count on me for several slots next year.
During the WORDathon, there were many verses that moved me, provoked me, convicted me, or made me smile. But there were two verses in the Book of Amos which took me completely by surprise, striking me with many emotions, not the least of which was a deep sadness. Amos 8:11-12 says:
“The days are coming,” declares the Sovereign Lord, “when I will send a famine through the land—not a famine of food or a thirst for water, but a famine of hearing the words of the Lord. People will stagger from sea to sea and wander from north to east, searching for the word of the Lord, but they will not find it.”
I fear that too many people are suffering from this famine without even knowing it. Perhaps they don’t find the Word of the Lord in their search, because they don’t realize that God’s Word is what they need to find. It’s right there in front of anyone who can reach out, pick up a Bible, and open it.
I know, too, that there are too many periods of time in my life when I suffered from this famine, simply because I was too lazy, busy, or self-possessed to read my Bible for weeks or months or even years. How grateful I am that the WORDathon washed away any vestiges of that famine I may have been suffering lately.