My First Bible

For the 2011 March of Books we were asked to take photos and tell about our favorite copy of a favorite book.

My favorite and most special book is my Bible, and this one means much, a Precious Moments version...the pages long since coming out. It was the first Bible of my very own, given me by a family friend when I was six years old, shortly before moving from NY to FL. My sister, Grace, made this cover for it, and I loved to trace the pattern of the flowers with my fingers. Inside, I highlighted and underlined verses that I liked or had memorized. I remember often reading over the little story lessons that went with certain gray-shaded verses.

These truly were precious moments, though at the time I was not yet born again and to me it was basically just a pretty and poetic book to look at, despite being taught its eternal worth. I am thankful for the seeds planted there, the passages read and memorized with my family.