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BIBLE COVER

 

Psalms 32:7

“Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.” 


“I was looking for it. 

My Bible with the black cover. 

 It zips up.  

My initials are on the front.

It’s large print.

 I have got to find it.

Oh yeah, I remember. 

 It’s in my car. 

I want to go get my Bible.

 I want to put my new book tabs on it.

However, it is very dark outside. 

I am going to have to wait until tomorrow.”


I have several Bibles.

 Some have been given to me over the years. 

Some have wrinkled and torn pages.

 One is relatively new. 

A few I can read without my glasses. 

The big burgundy Bible encased in the black cover has large print.

I have had it for twenty-six years.

My father and mother were both with me when I purchased it.

The date was July 20, 1997.


Why the details?

For me… It is because every moment matters.

From cover to cover, beginning to end, start to finish.

Every moment matters.


God knows that in order for us to live a life of love, faith, and hope, we need protection.

We need cover from the intense pressure and threatening challenges that occur over the course of a lifetime.


Bible cover. 

Scriptural saturation.

God has given us the Living Word.

The Bible addresses all that pertains to life.

The scriptures are light in darkness.

They offer peace in the midst of chaos.

The Word of God is a shield and an anchor.


Bible cover.

Within the pages of scripture we find meaning.

The fruit of the Spirit, covering…covered:


Love☑️

Joy☑️

Peace☑️

Longsuffering☑️

Gentleness☑️

Goodness☑️

Faith☑️

Meekness☑️

Temperance☑️


Life and death.

Everything is covered. 


Bible cover.

What a blessing…

Covered by God.


God bless✨ 

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie 






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