Look. I get it. I am a Mom to 5 kids. I recognize that having nice things just is not in my future. Just is not going to work till the kids are out of the house. My carpets will always be dirty. My walls will always have fingerprints. My windows will have smudges.
There will be dirt.
But the one thing I would hope would not be torn up in anyway would be my bible.
I had a pink bible you can find the story of that here.
I took on a challenge to myself to purposely & intentionally find someone that needed that bible & give it to them.
So that meant I would get a new one for me.
It is beautiful. Loved the brown. The cross. The cover is so soft. Lots of meanings behind everything.
You can see that someone purposely took something & scratched the cover.
Seriously? Can I not even have one thing?!
I am trying to find the Grace here. The whole, forgiveness thingy. The whole nothing is perfect thing. It’s just a book. It’s just a cover. In the big picture it doesn’t matter.