One of the practices of modern Christianity is a worrisome trend towards using the Bible in quiet times as some kind of assignment making God’s word a tiresome duty. Have you ever found yourself doing your personal Bible study or quiet time and rushing to get it over with? There have been times in my life where this has been true is. Has the Bible ever become an assignment or burden for you? Have you ever done a Bible reading plan and felt the desire to read a bunch to catch up and just rush though to check off a check box? Have you ever had a time where you memorized scripture as a pure cranial exercise, bypassing the heart ? A scripture heart-bypass is almost a sacrilegious toying with the life changing soul shaking words of the Creator. God didn’t ask us to hide the Word in our head, but to hide in our heart. The heart is where we really are, and where we feel. - our core
A familiar Old Testament passage:
These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your HEARTS. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates. Deuteronomy 6:5-9 (from New International Version)
I surmise the following:
God’s words are to be in the heart - at the core of me not just in my head
God wants me to talk and process his words when I’m at my house or away from it, (that’s pretty much everywhere) Not ONLY in a specially compartmentalized time called quiet time.
I should be dealing with them if horizontal or vertical which is the pretty much the 2 main coordinates I find myself in :: unless I am in the process of falling down.
AND THEN...
There’s this idea of putting the Word on the door frame.

Modern Jews use the
Mezuzah; a small container where this very passage is placed and nailed to a door frame. Many Jewish people have these on their doorframes. Some people touch them when they walk into or out of their home. When I was in Israel I thought of buying a Mezuzah to install on the threshold here at Chateau Gerwig. I realized that if I did install a Mezuzah I would soon just touch it without thinking, without meaning, like a magic charm a touch stone. I never want to use God’s Word as a mere touchstone as I rush out of the door into
life – I never want His eternal life-giving communication to become an assignment or a mere book of information to be strafed across the cortex in a rushed moment before I get to work… I desire his Word to live in my core, my heart and permeate my whole existence.