So, as we left the church last week, I thought to myself . . . if I forgot my Bible, there is NO WAY I could go even several hours without It. I am literally so dependent upon it throughout my day that there is no way I could live without It for more than a few moments. I have notes taken in it, messages from God to me are written within the margins, personal revelations that carry me through each day with great joy and strength are journaled there. The Word of God gives me the very breath I breathe. It is my greatest treasure.
So, how about you? Would you miss your Bible? How long would it take you to realize you'd forgotten it somewhere. It's a question not meant for condemnation, but simply a question to ponder upon. It's one of those questions that begs an answer in this journey of faith.