I stole my first Bible…
Years later, my friend, Barbara, blessed me with a priceless gift. I caressed the crinkly gold-edged pages of my new study Bible, cried . . . then placed it back in its box and onto a shelf. “I don’t want to mess it up,” I said.
“If you want to know God,” Barbara said, “you’re going to have to open up that Bible, prayerfully read Scripture, and ask the Lord to help you understand and obey Him.”
Nothing could have prepared me for the life-transforming adventures that awaited me as I surrendered to Christ daily and learned how to study and apply Scripture to my life.
I had come to Jesus filled with fear, guilt, and shame. Bound by insecurities and feelings of unworthiness and uselessness, I held grudges with tightly clenched fists. Though I still struggle, sometimes more often than I’d like to admit, I am free and forever changed by His truth and love. I’m still learning, fully reliant on God’s endless grace, as I share His truth and love with you, my blog family. I look forward to what God has in store for us on this journey.
Welcome to the adventure!
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