A Treasure Money Can't Buy

My mother gave me this Bible in 1975. It resembles a coloring book, where I’ve highlighted scriptures, and the binding is literally falling apart, but it’s a treasure that money cannot buy. Upon its pages are the answers to life, and its promises have kept me anchored through the fiercest of storms. It’s opened here to Psalm 27. If you’ve not read it lately, or ever, it’s a favorite of mine. Blessings to you all.