Just last year, I bought a new Bible. I had wanted it forever, but couldn't bring myself to spend the money. Finally, I broke down and got it at Barnes & Noble. It was perfect - cool colors, square, ESV, and it was a journaling Bible with wide margins. In the words of Shane Lee - just awesome.
Back in high school, I started noticing how easy it was for me to space out when I read my Bible. Nasty satan seems to steal my attention away from the Word way too easily. Anyway, I decided to start journaling...just writing my thoughts, reactions to scripture and prayers so that I would connect to what I was reading. Have been journaling ever since. I fell in love with my journaling Bible because it was like a two-for-one deal. No need to carry around a journal anymore!
Well, I had just broken my new, "just awesome" Bible in...like a pair of new shoes need to be broken in... I had lots of thoughts jotted throughout the pages, lots of sticky notes for Harp & Bowl, lots of highlights and the corners of it were just starting to get tattered a bit. AND THEN I LOST IT. Such a sad, sad day. I seriously felt like I had lost one of my most prized possessions. I remember asking God for a miracle, and asking Him why He didn't let me lose my iPod or something else stupid and "replaceable".
I prayed for my lost Bible with some friends (thank you, Erik Wiese), and then I found it in the BACK OF MY CAR two days later. Duh. I had looked in my car a thousand times, but Mark just happened to spot it laying right there out in the open. Coincidence? Maybe. I felt like it was a little miracle. I hugged it.
Thank You, God, for caring about lost treasures. Give me more of a love for Your Word...and the Truth and Joy found inside my Bible's cool cover.