Language Learning is A Lot Like Time With God

I had a small 'A ha!' moment today. Let me try to put it into words...

When you learn a language you have options. You can cut corners which gets you farther faster but you become a poor communicator and fizzle out. You can learn it the 'right' way but stop when you have just enough to get around. Or, you can plod through day in, day out, taking one bite at a time, until, well, until forever, because you are never finished learning a language.

I find the same is true of my time investing in my relationship with God. I can cut corners by skimming Scripture or throwing up prayer. Or I can spend time the 'right' way but stop just when I have enough to give answers to the common questions.

But don't I miss out when I do this? It isn't God who misses anything. I can only know Him and enjoy Him inasmuch as I take the time to spend with him. Some days it feels like blind faith (lots and lots of days). But in the end, the habit of being in the Scriptures and talking with God will result in a new and beautiful language.

So, I am plodding today. Bite by bite, I am learning both French and the language of God.

Does this make sense? Did I get my "A ha!" moment into words that you follow? No metaphor is perfect, but how does this one sound?