The New Bible
First Published October 3, 2008
It shall be with him and he shall read it all the days of his life, that he may learn to fear the Lord his God, by carefully observing all the words of this law and these statutes…
It shall be with him and he shall read it all the days of his life, that he may learn to fear the Lord his God, by carefully observing all the words of this law and these statutes…
Deuteronomy 17:19
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The foolishness of my thoughts was obvious when I blurted out, “Really, I don’t want a new Bible!” “You need a new one. Look at this,” my husband retorted. Oh okay, let me press stop and rewind.
Just seconds before, the worship service ended, and Jeff politely offered to carry my Bible. Unfortunately I forgot to zip up the cover and pages flew every which way. We’re not just talking about sermon notes and bulletins, but also pages from my Bible. Hundreds of them decorated the pew and carpet.
“You need a new one. Look at this,” my husband retorted. “It’s just getting old. It’s nearly…” “Thirty-two.” “Yeah, well I’ll get you a new one.” Ugh.
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I sat down with my new Bible. I wanted to brood over what is different: the size, the color of the cover, the print font size, a shorter concordance, and the version. Hmph! (I didn’t get it.)
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“May I look at your Bible a moment?” a lady next to me in Sunday school asked weeks later. “Oh, this is a nice one with BIG letters!” “Oh, my hubby bought me a new one,” I beamed. “And it has a pretty blue cover!” (I still didn’t get it.)
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More weeks later I opened various word document files containing devotion ideas. One file read “The Word of God, value of the scriptures.” Hm, I thought, I don’t think I can develop this idea anew. I looked at my new Bible next to the computer keyboard. I opened it. (I finally got it.)
It shall be with him and he shall read it all the days of his life, that he may learn to fear the Lord his God, by carefully observing all the words of this law and these statutes…
**** ****
The foolishness of my thoughts was obvious when I blurted out, “Really, I don’t want a new Bible!” “You need a new one. Look at this,” my husband retorted. Oh okay, let me press stop and rewind.
Just seconds before, the worship service ended, and Jeff politely offered to carry my Bible. Unfortunately I forgot to zip up the cover and pages flew every which way. We’re not just talking about sermon notes and bulletins, but also pages from my Bible. Hundreds of them decorated the pew and carpet.
“You need a new one. Look at this,” my husband retorted. “It’s just getting old. It’s nearly…” “Thirty-two.” “Yeah, well I’ll get you a new one.” Ugh.
**** ****
I sat down with my new Bible. I wanted to brood over what is different: the size, the color of the cover, the print font size, a shorter concordance, and the version. Hmph! (I didn’t get it.)
**** ****
“May I look at your Bible a moment?” a lady next to me in Sunday school asked weeks later. “Oh, this is a nice one with BIG letters!” “Oh, my hubby bought me a new one,” I beamed. “And it has a pretty blue cover!” (I still didn’t get it.)
**** ****
More weeks later I opened various word document files containing devotion ideas. One file read “The Word of God, value of the scriptures.” Hm, I thought, I don’t think I can develop this idea anew. I looked at my new Bible next to the computer keyboard. I opened it. (I finally got it.)
It shall be with him and he shall read it all the days of his life, that he may learn to fear the Lord his God, by carefully observing all the words of this law and these statutes…
Deuteronomy 17:19
Copyright 2008, Karen Vaughn
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