I did not grow up “in the church,” as they say.
And when I did finally find my way to church, I landed first in a pretty liberal corner of it – a corner that in many ways was very kind to me. However, when I found the Evangelical, Bible-loving, crazy-worship corner of the church, that’s when I knew I was home.
There were lots of strange things in this new Christian sub-culture that I had never encountered.
One of them was the preponderance of the personalized Bible. In most liberal churches, people don’t tote Bibles around with them that are full of sticky notes, wrapped in leather or otherwise decorated. In the Evangelical universe, however, this is de riguer.
When I got to seminary, all the cool kids had their Bibles that their home churches, godparents, best friends, husbands, wives, Bible study class, confirmation class, or whatever had given them. Me? I had this GINORMOUS NRSV* hardback Bible. It was the first Bible I ever bought, when God first found me. It was heavy. And totally uncool. I felt like a complete dork. My boyfriend at the time took pity on me and bought me a sweet little Bible, in soft leather, embossed with my name in gold. I loved that Bible to death. Then it got left in my old convertible with a leaky roof and got totally soaked. So, this is the replacement Bible in this picture.
That’s my Bible, in green, with the awesome daisy on it. That’s my BFF’s Bible in the fabulous pink. That’s the worship team warming up on stage at church.
What can I say? I love God’s word, and I love my cute Bible too. Of course, if the only way I could get God’s word was by reading it off old wooden planks, I would still be happy. But you gotta admit, these Bibles are purty dang purty.
*edited: NRSV is New Revised Standard Version. The Daisy Bible is NIV, or New International Version.