Knowing My Bible

I received this Bible as a requested birthday gift  from my daughter.

And I couldn’t be any happier. 

When I was in my late teens-early twenties, I tried to read the Bible. And it was a failure. I remember being told by the elders that you will be sent all kinds of distractions from reading it. At that time, I believed them to be true. 

If you’ll ask me now if I still believe what I was told, I will tell you that it was never the distractions that kept me from reading it. It was myself. 

Plainly said, I was not ready for it. Sadly said, I was not interested in it. Shamefully said, I’m probably too busy to prove myself, to read on it. 

Now that I am much older and wiser and ready to embrace the idea that I am nothing without it, I find reading my Bible a blessing and may I say an eye-opener as to who our God really is. Dare I say that to know our God, we should all start with the Bible first?

I still have a long way to go but it feels good to finally start what I should’ve started a long time ago. 

It feels good to have a much deeper understanding of the mighty God we serve and  to start on a much deeper relationship with Him. 

It feels good to have a deeper understanding of his teachings. 

It feels good to know that even if I am flawed, God loves me nonetheless.

Did you know that people in early generations lived up to 1000 years?

Have you ever asked yourself why?

I did!

With that said, let me go back to my Bible. 

Until next time

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