MY BIBLE

This book that I carry won’t tell me whom I will marry,

Yet this book that I carry brought me through life’s sorrows, joys, laughter, tears

The list too many

This book that I carry, the words never left in a hurry

This book that I carry brought me out of depression,

Depression some sort of satanic oppression or just some sort of psychological phenomenon, whatever…

This book that I carry brought me through that difficult phase in my life when my emotions were all at strife,

I met a wise old man, a protestant monk who told me to kneel and read five Psalms a day aloud, it was in these times of solitude that I knew and felt the presence and peace of God’s grace in altitude.

This book that I carry has travelled through time, space, history and longitude,

Yet it is so appropriate for me and has filled me with hope and a future to foresee

The future that seemed so dim and bleak and when I felt the roof full of water only on me did leak, the power of that word of this book that I carry, which is so magnificently holy, these words never did tarry,

This book that I carry has now given me healing, His omnipotent presence in me indwelling yet day by day as I study this book, it nourishes me be it Psalms or Acts

This book that I carry has power to change, heal, and gives me a purpose to live and a destination to fill. This book that I carry is my life, my purpose, my all.

This book is my call