The Stuffed Book

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I panicked!   My Bible!  Where was it? I had to find it!   It is my most precious possession!

My Bible contains a journal of my adult life as I have walked with God. The front pages reveal names, dates and places where family was born, wedded, baptized, bore children and died. Next are various notes and newsworthy paper scraps. I’ve written special prayers on some of these scraps and inspiring tidbits from Spirit-filled preachers. The body of my Bible, its sacred pages tattered and stained, is marked with short notes interspersed throughout. These reminders denote special insights and glorious moments when I communed with God.

The Psalms especially are heavily marked. Prayers, praises, pleas, thanksgiving and doubts are all there in small print by my hand, bits of evidence that God IS: the night my mother lay dying, my son’s deployment to the Persian Gulf War and his safe return, the sudden death of my husband, times of uncertainty and fears, dried tears of joy and grief, all lie silently there–the valleys and mountaintops of my life.

My Bible is stuffed with sticky notes, like the prayer wall in Jerusalem. Notes while studying, praying, thinking, hoping, weeping, loving, and smiling—they are there to point the way Home. Distinctive, cherished stains dot many parchment pages with small dark-red dots, reminders that my Lord and I communed—the Body and the Blood, a fallen drop.

Where would I be without this cherished tool? Totally lost, my friends. Whether I’m up or down, lost or found, confused or lucid, the Bible is my only surety in life. It connects me to the greatest power in the world, Almighty God. It truly is the Word of God, the Truth and the Life.

Empowered by the Holy Spirit, it “leads me to still waters and through the valley of the shadow of death. I will fear no evil, for He is with me; His rod and staff comfort me. He prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies; He anoints my head with oil; my cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life… and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

Ah, there you are!  Amen!

 

 

4 comments on “The Stuffed Book

  1. ~ Great reflection Jeanne ~ so loved “my Bible is stuffed with sticky notes like the prayer wall of Jerusalem” ~ so vivid a vision. Thank you ~ Wynema

  2. I read of a similar situation in a book written by Rod Parsley. On a flight home from a mission trip the airline lost the suitcase that contained his Bible. He began a frantic search through the airline company. The suitcase was finally located or what was left of it. I think that all that was returned to him was his Bible and a pair of slacks. He had a secretary photo copy every page of his Bible and put in in a safe!

    • Oh my! Now that was really panic time! Why do we worry about that anyway? It’s all written down in eternal script! Blessings, Pam. I continue to enjoy your many devotionals.

      Jeanne

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