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Death, Joy, and a New Reading Plan

Friends, first of all, I am sorry I do not write more often.  When I try to write about life in Cameroon, what comes out is often really depressing, because my job often involves children dying.  So when I start to write, I inevitably get to a point where I say, "man, you are representing your job poorly, your job is full of so much joy," and when I make this realization I quickly abandon my writing.  I want to write more.  I probably need to write more. At the same time, I do not want to be so fixated on the bad news of sin and death that I represent our work here in a negative light.  I find much joy in working as a pediatrician in M'Bingo.  I love my job.  I am very blessed to be here.

That's not the point of this post.  I recently finished my bible in a year plan.  For the past 12 or so years, I have frequently done bible in a year reading plans.  I decided I wanted to do something different, and I couldn't find exactly what I was looking for on the internet (although I am sure something like it exists).  I decided I wanted to focus primarily on the New Testament and Psalms/Proverbs this year, so I made this reading plan where you read 3-4 chapters per day (or Psalm 119) and you cover the New Testament 4 times and Psalms/Proverbs twice.  This plan is adaptable.  It really is a 6 mo plan that I repeated (in 6 months you read NT twice, Psalms/Proverbs once).  Anyway, if you are interested in this plan, or interested in making this plan better, feel free to use it and/or to change it.

Here is the link:

https://drive.google.com/open?id=0BzGfeGilCVmMeHFBQk1oWk5lTWc

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