So, I set a goal this year: read the entire Old Testament—not just skim it—but really sit in it. Line by line. Chapter by chapter. I even bought a new ESV Bible, pulled out my highlighters, grabbed my journal, and yes… opened up Google a lot.  This morning I found myself in Leviticus 10. I know… Leviticus. That book people tend to avoid because it’s all sacrifices, skin diseases, and clean vs. unclean animals. But here’s the thing: the more I read it, the more I love it. It’s becoming one of my favorite books, and here’s why—it’s a book of order, written for a people who’d just been set free...