So while I was in Reading, which by the way, they pronounce it as Redding, like Otis Redding, and not like reading at all, which my being an English professor is how that word looks to me. When I first moved here and everyone was talking about going to the DC last year in ReDDing, I kept wondering where on earth this town was. Finally they told me, and I said oh, that is READing. All my life, me and everyone I knew in childhood played Monopoly with four railroads and one of them was reeding, not redding.
Well, that's okay. So we went to Reading again this year and I felt a little better navigating it because I had been there once before, and I had a GPS this year for the first time. Much better. Anyhow, I have wanted to have my reference bible bound in soft leather for a few years now, and as my regular deluxe Bible is about to wear out, and two pages of 2 Corinthians are coming loose on the top, I really need to get this done. But I have not wanted to do it, hoping to find a husband and of course, having a name stamped on the bottom that had a different last name.
This time last year I thought it might happen and actually ordered a second bible so I could bind both of them to match, one for me, one for the new husband. So, that is not happening, and I've made my peace with that. I'm going to have the bible done and I'm going to call it my personal capitulation translation.
In a talk about brothers in the Holocaust, I heard an experience once about a brother who went to the fence everyday at the camp praying desperately for Jehovah to rescue him, that he could not survive. And after a month he realized the answer to that prayer was no. So he decided to get back to the bunk and strengthen the brothers. I figured out that I kept focusing on wanting a husband in the truth and the answer is obviously no, so I decided to get on with my life. So now I am ready to get the bible bound with the name I have now.
So my favorite color is green and as I am walking by an attendant at the DC, I notice he has his song book bound in green. I stop and ask him what bindery he used, and he finds the tag in the back and his name happens to be familiar to me, and it turns out his grandparents are pioneers in the Mundy's Corner congregation here in Pennsylvania.
I've been to the www.LeBeauBindery.com website to look over the binding options and am about to send my bibles (the girls want their books all done as well) and song books in to have them bound. My point is that I was thinking about Mrs. Potiphar and Bianca from the drama and how they were so spiteful when they were turned down by Joseph and the brother in the drama. I know how that feels even when everyone is trying to uphold Jehovah's standards. A few brothers have looked my way over the past decade, and a few of them I turned down and a few, after getting to know me a little, turned me down. And every time, even when I was pretty sure I wasn't going any further either, it still hurt that I was found lacking and I felt a little spiteful even if I did not act on it.
Of course, Eve didn't have this problem. Did she doubt for a moment Adam would follow her sinful course? Of course if I had been Eve, none of this would have happened, because I despise snakes, and even that scripture about the child playing on the cobra hole, wow, I have to think that won't be my baby in the new world even if someone finds me and we have progeny. I wouldn't have talked to Satan for a minute. Satan would probably have come up to me as a tiger. A big Shere-Khan kind of kitty cat trying to con me out of my perfection.
I'm going to have a beautiful green bible and song book in a few weeks at least. I can't afford to lose 2 Corinthians.
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