Lost in the pages

I have more books than I'll ever read. 

I have books I've read and when I return to them it's like reading them for the first time.

It's not that they didn't impress me the first time I read them.  I just read them for different reasons.  I saw things in those pages I needed at that moment.

Re-reading brings to light things I need now.

I remember growing up and having a large gold covered Bible.  I loved thumbing through the pages because the pictures where so incredible. 

Was it read?  Perhaps by my mother.  It was a gift frommy brother.  I came to know it as "The" place she kept remembrances.

As I turned the pages I'd find pressed flowers, locks of hair, Funeral home cards of deceased relatives and newspaper clippings.

I have since discovered that it's not always what is printed in the books that is important, but what you find.

Today, I found a slip of paper in the pages of a Norman Vincent Peale book with the following;

"Make me a point of contact, Lord, whereby the Spirit of God may enter into those I touch, whether by the word I say, the prayer I pray, or the life I live."  Irish Missal

It was exactly what I needed to read.   The picture below is my well worn copy of
The New Testament.  You should see what's in those pages!