
This has been my only bible. It has been with me through all of my spiritual growth. It has traveled far and wide, but alas it it’s spine is breaking and pages are coming out. It makes me sad. The front pages have my childlike handwriting confessing sins that weighed heavy on my heart, at 15. I have so many notes in there from countless bible studies of my college years. This picture above was from it’s more recent travels to New Zealand and Fiji. Should I continue it’s journey for selfish reasons of reminising? Or just let it retire? How do I just put this on the bookcase, it’s lived beside my bed (sometimes in my bed beside me), on my coffee table, in my car…
Anyway, that might seem silly to some of you, but it’s a tiny bit emotional – but I’ll survive…lol.










Today was my first day of the newcomers’ class at 







