I'll cover with a throw, grab some coffee and my Nook.
I'll start to read and let the story take me far away.
For a little while I'm someone else, in another time and place.
I have my so many favorite authors and different styles of books to read,
but none can compare to the Author of the Living word. He's everything I need.
I've read so many of His stories and I have often played the part.
As I studied many people of the past, this Book captivated my heart.
From cover to cover, there's so much insight in these stories, so much we can apply.
He captures my thoughts. He stole my heart in the story where I watched him die.
I was in the town and I bowed my knees, as I cried Hosanna to the King.
In another story I played the harp and I lifted my voice to sing.
I've danced with Him in fire while He kept me safe, so I wouldn't burn.
Once I was among 3,000, sitting on the mountain side motivated to learn.
I was once a sinful woman, with many insecurities and misplaced fears.
He wooed me and redeemed me. With gratitude, I washed his feet with my tears.
Some time ago I was that dumb sheep, the one that slipped away.
You wouldn't let me leave you. You came after me and still tend to me today.
This Book I read is living. There is not another book of this kind.
Our Holy Bible; inspired by God, written down by men is truly divine.
Each time I read, You speak Your truth to me. I want to hear Your voice.
Each time I read, I find just for me those applications and reasons to rejoice.
Through Your Word I've worshipped. Given You my praise, my soul now satisfied.
I've travelled far with many people, read their story. I watched a dead man rise.
So many times You've sheltered and protected me, when I've failed to see Your plan.
Covered once by a cloud, an eagle's wing, in the cleft of the rock with Your hand.
You've stood with me through struggles, when in my flesh I have been so weak.
But there's times when my faith could move a mountain; when You are all I seek.
There was that time I had an issue. It was a problem that embarrassed me.
I pushed through the crowd, touched your hem. You said my faith would stop the bleed.
I've walked with you in gardens. We were friends sweetly talking, hand in hand.
Much later in the book, you have taught me not to build a foundation in the sand.
To wrap this up I'll just say I am very grateful for what your Book says to Me.
Your patience- it is wonderful. Full of grace and mercy, You always hear my plea.
Your Words can stir my heart, refresh my mind, restore my purpose and my resolve.
Jesus, You are the Word. You are living. An You are my all in all.
written by: Me.
Captured by His story,
