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Joyce Meyer was abused by her own father for years, and she says it left her so broken she could read that God loved her a thousand times and not believe it once. What finally changed her is the one thing most Christian women never do. Joyce Meyer started teaching a Bible study with a few coworkers in 1976. She built it into one of the largest Christian ministries in the world. Her teaching now airs on hundreds of television and radio stations, in more than a hundred languages, across the globe. She has written more than a hundred books read by millions of women. And after nearly fifty years of all of it, she stood up and said something most Christians have never once stopped to think about. You can be a Christian for thirty years and still be a spiritual baby. Read that again. Thirty years in. Never missing a Sunday. A Bible on the nightstand and a verse on the wall. And still ruled by every feeling that moves through you. Still wrecked by every offense. Still reacting, still resenting, still judging, still falling apart over the exact same things that undid you at the very beginning. Still waiting to finally feel like a different woman. And never once actually becoming one. I know how that feels, because that was me. I had been a Christian almost my whole life. And I was nothing like the woman I kept promising God I would become. I lost my temper over the same things I had lost it over for twenty years. I held grudges I could not put down. I smiled in the church lobby and judged people in the parking lot. I felt every feeling at full volume and let every one of them run my day. I kept waiting to grow up, to finally change, to become more like Jesus. And year after year, I was exactly the same. And I was so ashamed of it I never said it out loud to a single soul. And then I heard Joyce say the thing nobody in church says out loud. She said most of us never grow up because we are living on dessert. "Everybody likes dessert. But if you just live on dessert, you're either not going to live very long, or you're going to be very unhealthy." That hit me like a slap. Because that was my entire faith. The verses that made me feel good. The parts that comforted me. The reminders that I was loved and special and that God had a plan. None of it was wrong. It was just dessert. And I had been spiritually snacking for twenty years, wondering why I was still so weak. But here is what most Christian women never figure out, and what nobody in church seems willing to say out loud. You cannot grow up on dessert. The thing that actually changes you, the meat, the part of the Word that confronts you and corrects you and rebuilds you, you only get that by going into the actual Bible. The whole thing. Deeply enough to understand it. And almost no one ever has. We have heard about the Word our whole lives. We have just never once been taken through it. So we stay babies. For thirty years. I know. Because I was that woman. I went to church every single Sunday for my entire adult life. I had a Bible I genuinely tried to read. I started reading plans in January more times than I can count. I made it through Leviticus barely holding on, wondering what animal sacrifices have to do with my life. I read Romans and closed the book not able to explain a single thing I had just read. I read the Psalms and felt comforted in the moment but couldn't tell you two days later what I had actually learned. Year after year, the same cycle. Start in January. Slow down by March. Quietly stop by April. And carry that shame, that quiet guilt of being a Christian woman who still didn't really know her own Bible, all the way back to December. When I'd tell myself again that next year would be different. And the whole time, I lived on the dessert and never once touched the meat. So I never grew a single inch. It wasn't that I didn't have faith. It was that everything I believed about God lived in my head and had never made it to my heart. And it never would, because the only place that truth gets in deep enough to change you is the Word. Read slowly. Understood. Turned over and over until it finally sinks. And I had never been taught how to do that. Think about it this way. You can hear that God loves you a thousand times and not believe it once. Because believing it is not hearing it. Believing it is living inside his own Word long enough, and understanding it deeply enough, that it stops being a nice thing people say and becomes the truest thing you know. That is what most of us are missing every time we open our Bibles. We are reading words written 2,000 years ago, for people in a world we were never taught to understand, hoping something will finally stick. And nothing does. Joyce has spent her whole life trying to take women from babies to grown. But she can only reach you for an hour on a Sunday. A few minutes on a screen. She cannot sit with you at 6am, when you open a Bible you don't understand and close it twenty minutes later exactly as stuck as you were the day before. That's when I found something that changed everything… A 52-week guided study that walks you through the entire Bible, one theme at a time, from Genesis to Revelation. Before you read anything each week, it gives you a short explanation of exactly what you are about to get into. Who wrote it. When. Why. What was happening in the world at the time. And how every page connects to who God actually is, and who he says you actually are. Not the dessert. Not the highlights. The meat. The whole thing. Even the parts that confront you and grow you up. Romans: the doctrine Joyce says took her years to believe. That the moment you are in Christ, God sees you as right with him, right now, exactly as much when you fail as when you don't. Why you can finally stop trying to earn what was already given. Psalms: written by people ruled by their feelings, drowning in anger and fear and despair, who learned to drag every bit of it to God and walk away changed. The Gospels: who Jesus actually is. Not the Sunday school version. The full character you were always meant to be slowly, actually growing into. For the first time in my life, I read my Bible and it started getting past my head and into my heart. Not dessert. The meat. And it changed me. I'd open it in the morning and not want to close it. I'd read something and think about it all day. Verses I'd read dozens of times suddenly meant something completely new, because I finally understood what they were actually saying. And slowly, week by week, I started to grow up. I stopped being ruled by every feeling that hit me. I stopped reacting to everything and resenting everyone. I could be in a mess and not become a mess. For the first time in my life, I was actually becoming more like Jesus, instead of just promising God I would. Joyce says she read that God loved her for years before she believed it. The truth had to travel the longest distance there is. From her head to her heart. And the only road that ever crosses it is the Word. This is what finally closed that gap for me. Right now it's up to 62% off, and every order comes with a free pen pack. Don't spend another year a spiritual baby, snacking on dessert while you quietly starve. Don't spend another year believing in your head what you have never once felt in your heart. This is what Joyce has been pointing women toward her whole life. Not another good feeling. The meat that finally grows you up. Tap below and grab yours before they sell out.