For my husband’s birthday recently, his daughters and I gave him a nice Bible with his name engraved on the front cover. He had mentioned to me that he reads an old paper bible he keeps in his work truck and on days that he sits out under a tree in his truck, waiting for a crew to fix something on the job, he just picks a chapter and reads for a spell. So, when he opened his birthday present, he told me that he never had a Bible of his very own. One that wasn’t handed down, or shared. He is reading that Bible every night now. He may only read a chapter or a few verses, but something tells me that he will finish reading all the way through one day, absorbing God’s word like a sponge. As I see him open his Bible and get in a quiet time, I feel that feeling I get with this old Bible of mom’s… LOVE!
My oldest daughter keeps a Bible at work and there have been days that I go into her work area to visit and I can see that Bible laying on the counter or nearby on her work station and I know she has been reading and studying God’s word. What an over whelming feeling I get to see that my child wants to know God’s word. I get that feeling in my heart each time, like the feeling I get when I open this old Bible of moms… LOVE!
Our granddaughter, who is three and a half, came to see her Nana a couple of weeks ago. She wanted to show me something! She had been to the bookstore with her mother and picked out her very own Bible. She loves books! She loves the color Pink! She had picked out a beautiful, leather, Pink Bible and it had her name engraved on the front cover. The excitement I saw in her eyes and the joy I heard in her little voice as she took the pink Bible out of the box, carefully showing me, and telling me all about it made my heart swell. I know she is just a little child, but her mother is raising her to know God. Seeing that, and knowing that, gives me the same feeling in my heart that this old Bible of mothers gives me each time I open it….love!
Betty, I have these poem books given to me by my grandpa. They helped me through a tremendously difficult time in my early teens. I would pray and read these little poems. Your mom's old Bible reminds me of this. It is comforting to have a piece of someone we love with us after they pass.
ReplyDeleteWow! This is so beautiful! Reading this brought tears to my eyes. I never knew Mom's Bible had her writtings in it. I would love to be able to read it as well. Maybe, you will share her Bible with me and after I read it I can give it back to you. I love you sis.
ReplyDeleteMoms Bible is here anytime you want to borrow it.
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