Finally hungry

The bible is an important part of Christian life; there is no doubt about that.
And though it is central to my faith, and I know it’s importance, that sensation that I have heard other Christians use ‘hungry for the word’ has never really applied to me. For sure I read it, love parts of it, like to read the Psalms with all their poetry but have struggled with the seemingly dry aspect of other parts of the text. On reading it, nothing seems to sink in. I recall part of Rob Bell’s book - Velvet Elvis in which he describes being struck by one small, two word, phrase in a passage and he mulled it over and meditated on it for days.
How I wish for that experience. For me it is more like a strange sensory overload, where the words don’t seem to stick. It’s rather like trying to get a good grip on jelly, near on impossible.
Then suddenly yesterday, whilst listening to a teaching CD in the car it happened. The speaker mentioned a text and the desire to turn the car round and go a read the Bible washed over me.
And isn’t that the way it so often is with God? We struggle for an age with something, worrying, striving and then when you least expect it, He drops the present right in your lap. Almost just in passing, without ceremony and a nonchalant ‘I think this is what you wanted’.
It amazes me that we don’t even really have to articulate our desires all the time, just let God hear that little sigh of ‘I wish’, not even words, just a little breathing sound but God acts on it. So it’s a small trickle of a start but I’m hoping for the cascade!
The aim is to be like a couple of girls I know who haven’t been Christians that long but who challenge and inspire me in equal measure. One of them has so devoured the Word that she knows the whole of John’s gospel of by heart!
I’m not nearly at that level yet, but with a bit of application, I might manage a Psalm….