I got a new Bible tonight. It’s got a durable leather cover, so I hope that it’ll be able to withstand some normal wear and tear that go with a loved Bible. My other Bible has its cover torn off of it from overuse.
I guess eventually I’ll get it out and underline some important verses to remember. The thing when you get a new Bible is that you forget where exactly the important verses are located. Whereas with your old Bible, sometimes when you open it up it automatically falls to your favorite verses.
I can remember the Bible I used throughout my elementary school years. Large print KJV. I never understood it. I can remember being baptized at age 12 and then trying to read a chapter each night. It was tough, and I didn’t exactly understand it completely. I must have been doing it just for feeling like I was doing God’s will and not necessarily because I enjoyed or necessarily understood it completely. Now kids have those teen Bibles which seem so much more welcoming than those cold dark KJV’s.
And I almost got a NIV tonight. If I hadn’t found this NKJV, I might have. Then I could have been labeled as liberal for using a NIV, even though it can be easier to read.