Iron Sharpens Iron

I have for years marked up my Bible. Underlined verses, left notes in the margins wrapped around verses and other scripture references packed between the columns of each page.

I still have the first Bible I ever bought. Birthday money from my grandparents in 1975 got me the standard black Scofield reference version. I have since learned Mr. Scofield was not quite right on his commentary, but that first Bible served me well. It is taped along its spine to help keep it together and bears the early teen girlish writing of the early version of me. Stickers and the Romans Road adorn it and it still...