It was Feb. 7th, 1998 on a trip to Guatemala that I witnessed a man named Gaspar, whom God would use to change my life. Gaspar had been waiting and working for 40 years to see God's word translated into his language of Eastern Jacaltec. And finally, at a Bible dedication ceremony I watched as Gaspar was handed his very own copy of the Bible. He openly wept. His weeping over his Bible, convicted me. I had over 40 Bibles in my home and yet they all sat idle most of the time. So on Feb. 8th, 1998 at 2:00am in the morning, I made a vow to the Lord that I would get up first thing each morning and read His Word. Over 19 years later, I have not missed a morning and it is the most important time of my day.