Originally posted on February 5, 2012
So, I never read the Bible growing up, as it seems like everybody else did. I Tried. But I never got very far. And, yes, I tried starting at the New Testament and that didn’t help much either. I just always found other ways to spend my time. Indeed, I didn’t really read much for fun outside of school until I was a teenager, and then Zane Grey and Harlequin Romances beat out the Bible, I’m afraid.
My grandfather gave me this beautiful King James Version in 1976, and it is, as you can see, a special Bicentennial edition, bound in white leather?, and adorned with red and blue foil embossing, and gold leaf pages. I adore it, and keep it by my bedside. But in attempting to really read the Bible now, as I am poised on my precipice of change and heading into my new life, I found the KJV to be a bit too unwieldy for me to wade through, and therefore impractical, because I have to re-interpret so much of what I read, that I find myself not wanting to read it.
So I purchased at Wal-Mart the New International Version next to it in soft lavender leather with silver leaf pages–and just for Girls!–and I find it quite enjoyable to read, and pick it up at least a couple times per week.
Update: I ended up giving this girl bible to my daughter, Meghan ❤
~Song of Mary~ 