A Little Off

I keep my Bible beside my chair…

Our Church is small but we are a very close group. Not so much geographically, but we all go to each other’s houses regularly and since we are small in number, we are more like family. 

The other day, we had a little gathering at our house. People were in and out, standing and sitting, talking and laughing, and having good fellowship one with another. 

I enjoy these gatherings immensely. They are stressful to host but bring comfort and hope and love to us. 

After the last few people left and most everything was cleaned and put back where it belongs, I noticed my Bible was a little bit different…

I’m not complaining, but curious…

I might pick up someone’s Bible, but I can’t say for certain that I would…

I don’t think I would move a bookmark, but I have two that were not where they were when I put my Bible down that morning. 

My Bible has one of those neat little ribbons that mark your place as you read. I always move it when I stop for the time being. 

And on this past Mother’s Day, my children had a bookmark made for me with pictures throughout the years. This new bookmark has been moved through the pages of my Bible this year. 

I looked at my Bible and picked it up to read that evening…

The little ribbon was dangling from the top where it is sewn into the binding. 

My special bookmark was marking a book several books after where I’d read. 

I just don’t understand why someone would do such a thing as this. 

I read so much and so often that I seldom remember where I am, but thankfully I remembered this time. The chapter I had finished spoke of what was inevitable and I had read it twice just because. 

Maybe the person was sending me a message…

Maybe I need to read that other book before finishing the one I am on…

Maybe…

But I still feel some kind of way…

Not violated, because I keep my Bible out in the open, but maybe something I can’t put into words. 

As I said, we are close like family…

I just feel a little off now…

And maybe a little curious…