“THE OLD BOOK”

The Old Book is a little worn and tattered from the use of years gone by. Yet this week once again I will pull it off the shelf. It may have a little dust on it, but that is ok. It only comes off its resting place once a year or so. Oh there are others that I could use this week, but each year at this time I choose to use the old book resting on my book case!

The Old Book is not really that old by some standards. You see it is only about 40 years old or so. Its pages have become brittle and some have even changed colors due to time. The cover is even covered with clear tape in places to hold it together. The old book is becoming more fragile each day and week that it continues to hang around. That’s why it stays in the book case most of the time.

I remember the day’s from years gone by that The Old Book was read daily. Each day it would come from its resting place and it would be opened and read. Sometimes it was read out loud, but most of the time in quiet solitude. Each day The Old Book was opened there was wisdom, and knowledge gleamed form its pages. Matter of a fact it was the book that I was raised by!

You see The Old Book that I refer to is my Dad’s Bible that he used everyday and read everyday. Each year since he has gone to be with the author of that Old Book I pull it off the shelf and use it. I too was taught to go to its pages and search its truth to live each day by its wisdom.


Each year The Old Book becomes more precious to me during this time of year. It seems like only yesterday that his big old hands would reach for it and open it to attain more knowledge and wisdom. The fact is that it has been some 10 years since he has touched its covers. For instead of reading its truths he is now setting with the author and getting first hand information given to him.

Each day as I get older I do miss my dad, but because of his belief in The Old Book I too know that one day I will sit with him at the author’s feet. Not because my dad is there with Him, but because my dad cared enough to point me to THE OLD BOOK. The very place that I found my heavenly father, Jesus!

Dad, I do miss you very much, but in a short time I too will be sitting at the feet of the author because you loved me enough to show me the way to THE OLD BOOK!


Steve
June 15th, 2010