My grandma read her Bible. She Read her Bible. Cover to cover every year of my life. It lay open on her glass coffee table. A green pen and a credit card lay beside it. Yes, a credit card. Every morning she brewed her pot of deep, black coffee and sat on her floral couch in a beautiful polyester summer dress that tied perfectly below her bosom. White, one-inch summer sandal buckled around the ankles of her tanned legs found their place on the floor between the couch skirt and the metal base of the afore mentioned glass top coffee table.
Picking up her Bible and laying it on her lap, she would sit back and begin her days journey. Green pen and credit card waiting eagerly to be used. And used they would be, for despite the familiar journey through the chapters recorded in the books of the Bible, my sweet grandma would inevitably find a word that brought tears to her eyes, a side smile to her beautifully accomplished face, and cause her softened hand to reach for her pen and her credit card. Careful to underline God’s written word with precision, she would steady that card below the verse that touched her heart and she would underline it with that green pen.
One particular Wednesday as I sat for our weekly dinner, her face sparkled as she said, “You are not going to believe what I found today! Look at this…” Setting our homemade microwaved dinner aside, she retrieved her Bible and read these words, “and the evening and the morning were the first day.” Then she laughed.
Amazed how she never noticed God’s design for what a day was supposed to look like, “Evening and morning equaled the first day and the second and the third…We’ve got it all wrong!” she concluded with a laugh as she shook her head with a sigh of awe at the Living Scripture that was food enough for her soul.
I miss my grandmother every day. I miss the truths she poured into me throughout the 27 years I had with her. She was my rock, my jewel. Today, as I sit with my Bible, my black pen and not my credit card, I feel her love within me and hear her awed giggle as I read and reread these precious Living Words of Scripture.
What was the last verse you underlined? What color pen did you utilize? Credit card or no credit card?
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