In Mint Condition

These past 9 weeks have carried more than Sunday and Wednesday worship meetings. We have been in a large variety of worship, some planned and executyed by us, many by others. All of the meetings have been well prepared, unified in theme, using multi-media opportunities with very good speakers. So much time has been dedicated into bringing together so many of these worship avenues, many miles travelled, publishers, year long wait list for itinerary and schedules...

...and my deepest blessing has been the reading of God's Word in each occassion.


Opening my Bible brings a fragrance to my day.
I am thirsty, so thirsty for what God has to say.
I'm not embarrassed: I haven't heard everything the preachers have said (sorry Dave)
But I have heard God speaking so clearly.
The deepest blessing has been His Word, His Living Word
Speaking to my heart, unmistakable.

Mint Condition

Pages that are worn, torn;
Soft, pliable leather disclosing
Pressure marks, stress marks:
The journey of my life.
Tracks of tears upon thin onion paper -
The ridges, the uneven texture
Left in their wake.
These pages are not ruined-
These pages are in mint condition,
They are priceless.

This page here, a broken heart.
Another one, a love restored.
A grief filled week.
A change of heart.
I have never been more sorry.
Forgiveness.
I do.
Courage.
I AM.
Be holy.
Broken communication.
Passion.
Anger.
Patience.
A birth, a death, the cycle of life.
Complete, don't compete.
Aha...illumination.
Transformation.
Integrity.
Growing more fruit.
Pruning bad habits.
These pages are in mint condition,
They are priceless.

These pages carry the evidence:
Taking, breaking a heart of stone
Providing open heart surgery
On the patient.
Recovery found
Within the pages of your precious Word.
These pages are in mint condition,
They are priceless.

Not dusty pages.
Not brand new pages,
Still stuck together
From its original printing day.
No, look closely and see them
Filled with dates
From the calendar of my heart,
Names used generously:
Faces from the past,
Dreams of the future.
Their voices call to me,
But they are not the voice I long to hear...

Speak to me Lord, through Your Word
From my Bible, in mint condition.