Amazing

This afternoon I went to a Bible Study at my aunt's work. This was their inaugural study and let me tell you...God showed up! Their were seven ladies who went and we each gave a testimony of what God had done in our lives. My grandmother (Wita) happened to be there and she told of when she was saved at the age of 15 and how she got her first Bible. Simply Amazing. After she was saved, she told her father that she wanted a Bible, but she didn't know where to get one, and he told her that the God would provide her one. (If I understood her correctly, her family got saved together.) So, being the new Christian that she was, would travel the three miles to church and tell everybody that she met about her new found Love.

It was when she was witnessing to one of her neighbors about Christ that the lady said that she did not read the Bible, and her husband had a Bible that he did not read either. My Wita told the lady that when she got a Bible, she would come back to the lady's house and show her where it said that Jesus loved her and died for her. The lady said that if she could find her husband, who was an engineer, and ask for that Bible, that he would most likely give it to her. So, off went my Wita in pursuit of this engineer. When she found him to ask about this precious Bible, he told her that he had sold it to a chemist in another colony, but to go to him.

What did Wita do? She traveled to this colony to find this chemist. It was nearly dark, but this was how badly she wanted a Bible. When she found the chemist, she asked him about this Bible. He went inside his house, came back with the Bible, and told her that it cost one dollar and thirty five cents. So she took out her hankerchief and gave it to the man in exchange for that Bible.

She says that when she got home, she showed the Bible to her father and siblings and they all read from it together because they were so happy to finally have God's Word in their home.

As my Wita was telling this story, I was moved to tears because I realized how much the Bible means to my grandmother. Often when I go to her house, she is sitting at the kitchen table studying her Bible and I never think anything of it. But now I know what she went through to get her very first Bible and how she never takes God's Word for granted. And how my behavior is the exact opposite. It seems as though I have so many Bibles and I take them for granted. I pray I will never do that again! I pray this story blesses you as it did me. Hopefully one day you can hear from my grandmother's lips because it has a much more profound effect than reading it on a computer.