Where’s My Bible

It was a hot summer day and I was sitting in my old wooden rocker, reading the local newspaper.  We had all the windows and doors open and a small fan running trying to catch a cool breeze. Arlene was in the kitchen getting things ready for supper and the boys were across the street playing tag football. It all seemed like a normal day at the Smith house. Then all of a sudden I heard a scream, “Where’s my Bible?” Alan threw open the screen door and came running into the living room. Red faced and sweaty, he repeated, “Where’s my Bible?”  Before I could answer he ran into his bedroom and grabbed his Bible from the desk and out the door he started. “Hey, what’s the big rush and why do you need your Bible to play tag football?”  “Chris wants to be SAVED!” he said as he raced out the door.

Arlene and I looked at one another with pride in our hearts and a tear in our eye. That day was a reminder to me that even when playing a game of tag football we can be a witness for the Lord.

Too many times we think before we can witness or invite someone to Church, we must first put on our suit and tie or get dressed up.  But the truth of the matter is that we are a witness 24/7.

Matthew 5:14 Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. 15Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. 16Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.

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