I finally broke down and bought a new Bible yesterday.
Why is that a big deal, you ask?
I have many Bibles, of differing versions and sizes. But, this one is not just another Bible. This one replaces 2 versions I’ve already had of the same type.
About 15 years ago, my mom bought me my first NIV Study Bible (compact size). It was my first Bible to have my name on it and everything. Nice blue leather cover.
To say I’m hard on Bibles would be an understatement. I wish I could say it’s mainly from my rigorous study habits, but it’s not. It’s mainly from carrying it around, bringing it to church, accidentally dropping it, and occasionally leaving it on top of the car as we started to pull away. In college, as a Bible major, I had to carry it around in my backpack for classes. Needless to say, the binding was in shambles within a few years.
After my first year as an intern at Heritage Church of Christ, the church gave me a hardback version of the same Bible. It lasted through the second half of college and my 2.5 years in Italy, but the binding fell apart in it beyond repair.
When the second Bible gave out, I pulled out the original, and discovered I could repair it enough to carry around. But recently, it gave out as well. I was starting to lose pages, and a minister with missing pages in his Bible is a bad idea…
So, the other day, I bought a new one. It’ll take a little while to break in, but it’s like catching up with a new old friend.