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When I was…

13 years old.

My godmother gave me this book.

It’s so old and the pages are so fragile I’ve only read this copy once.

I remember her looking at me very seriously.

She wanted me to understand.

This was a treasured volume and she was passing it on.

It’s still treasured.

The story within it’s pages is one of my favorites.

All about a young lady whose life has been difficult and she continues to choose to do what’s right, to treat others well, no matter how they treat her.

The book has a happy ending, as all my favorite stories do.

But the real gem in this book is the truth that bitterness rots the soul, Mrs. Comstock in this case, but forgiveness brings a reward.

The forgiveness is given to Mrs. Comstock by her neighbors and her daughter, but she also forgives and the change is remarkable.

I also love the way several characters have moments of truth and choose what is right when it counts the most.

If you’re familiar with the story, you might argue that Edith Carr doesn’t.

She breaks her engagement to Phil in the worst way and causes such personal loss.

Yet, at the very end she humbles herself and admits her folly in front of those she’s hurt most.

Of course, they all forgive her.

It’s beautiful.

Beautiful because it’s about Jesus, although His name is absent.

Jesus is the reason we are forgiven and therefore it’s the reason we can forgive others.

Jesus is the answer to a rotting bitter soul.

His truth sets us all free from death of every kind.

But it’s always up to the individual.

What will they choose?

More importantly, what will I choose?

It’s a daily thing and today I’m asking the Lord to help me walk in Him, and to shun those things which would lead to bitterness.

I’m also thanking the Lord for thirty years ago when my godmother handed me this cherished book.

I didn’t realize at the time that I would never see her again.

But I have never forgotten her and I’ve passed on the love to my daughters.

Infact, I just realized what I’ll be getting my granddaughter when she turns 13.

Of course, she will need a new copy, so she can enjoy the story too.

Rewriting, again

It’s been more than ten years.

This effort to obey, to write, to put in words a story from my heart.

It’s been a reoccurring question.

“When are you going to finish your book?”

Most of the time, the voice was my husband’s.

I’d written.

I’d rewritten.

I even printed it off a few times.

Yet, it never felt right.

Something seemed forced.

Lifeless words, just black lines on white paper.

I’d put it away.

I’d stopped trying.

Until yesterday.

Sis had found a copy on one of her jump drives and enthusiastically given it to me.

“Look what I found! Now you can finish it.”

I thanked her.

And I prayed.

“Lord, it’s been years. I don’t feel able to get this book into shape. I’m afraid to even try again.”

Why did you write it?

“You told me to.”

Who were you writing for?

“Our children, but especially our daughters.”

With the fresh vision and focus, I plugged in the jump drive and settled down to work.

Because writing is work.

I rewrote the first chapter.

I’m going to work on it again.

When I feel chapter one is ready, I’m going to make copies.

Then, I’m going to give them away and ask for comments, corrections, and critiques.

In this way, I am trusting the Lord to fulfill the vision.

Because my very own family, who I’m writing this for, will be a part of the creation.

I’ll be honest.

I’m nervous.

But I trust God.

He will guide and direct.

He always has.

May He be glorified through this effort, no matter how the book turns out.

Forever a classic

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I live in a little town.

It doesn’t even show up on most maps.

Don’t ask me how many people live here, I really don’t know.

I do know that the man who owns our one and only gas station knows me, my husband and all our kids by first name.

So when we had the opportunity to shop in a “big” mall I was excited to go to Barnes & Noble.

I took this picture to celebrate.

(Yes, it’s the kid section!  My favorite books are mostly for the young reader.)

As we looked at more books than I’ve seen outside our library in a while I came across a table.

The sign said, “Classic books for only $20” (or something to that effect.)

I was tickled to buy my mom a set of 7 Jane Austin novels in one hard back.

Then my eye landed on a title.

My heart flip-flopped.

There on the table was my favorite book.

I smiled.

I own a copy.

I  actually own, like…4.

Can you guess?

It was the Bible.

I had to admit it is a classic.

It is a book old and renowned.

There is good reason for this.

Never have I found a better book on how to be a loving wife

Never have I found a better book on how to raise my children.

Never have I found a poem which spoke directly to my heart like the psalms.

Never have I read a more exciting love story or battle scene or family drama than the true lives of the Bible’s characters, from Adam and Eve to the story of a baby born in a stable.

Never has any book formed my life like the Bible.

Because it is God’s word.

He chose to use people to transverse thousands of years and to place His word in one book.

It is a classic.

More than that.

It is the greatest book ever written.

Yes, I’ve heard the arguments.

Yes, I’ve heard those who say it is flawed beyond reason.

No, I am not swayed.

I have been reading this book since I was a youth.

And God has never ceased to change my life through its pages.

So if you don’t have one, I encourage you to add to your library.

It’s a classic, meaningful forever.