I have a fond attachment to my Bible. I doubt anyone would want it. It's the one with the scuffed blue cover, torn inside pockets, sections nearly falling out, varied colors of highlighting and personal notes strewn throughout the pages. I purchased this Bible back in the early 80s while I was in high school. It’s pretty basic. It is a NIV (New International Version) with a mini concordance in the back.
One of the reasons this is my favorite Bible is because in these pages I see evidence of God coming alive in me. If you were to take a look, you’d find notes of my journey with God. You’d find notations of the God working in my life, teaching me more about who He is and who I am.
One of the reasons this is my favorite Bible is because in these pages I see evidence of God coming alive in me. If you were to take a look, you’d find notes of my journey with God. You’d find notations of the God working in my life, teaching me more about who He is and who I am.
As I flip through these pages again, I notice the bits and pieces of a leaf found at the base of an old oak tree some 25 years ago. These dried fragments mark a moment in time which represents much of my journey with God.
My mind wanders back to a picnic table in Mounds State Park in Anderson, Indiana. I was a sophomore at Anderson University with so much of my life ahead of me. As I sat on the top of that table, meandering through the pages of my Bible I stumbled upon Psalm 46:10-11.
My mind wanders back to a picnic table in Mounds State Park in Anderson, Indiana. I was a sophomore at Anderson University with so much of my life ahead of me. As I sat on the top of that table, meandering through the pages of my Bible I stumbled upon Psalm 46:10-11.
Is that it? Is that it.
Permanently marked with light blue highlighter it carries me to that day and to that moment where I read these words: BE STILL and KNOW THAT I AM GOD.
So often I’ve returned to this place in my mind --when I'm not quite sure, when I'm lookng ahead, and when I'm considering the options.
I am thankful for finding those words. I am thankful I took the time to be with God on that very day. It seems He’s been reminding me of that simple truth my whole life.
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