A bookcase by any other name...

Words are magical. It's no surprise that most writers love to read. Good readers are good writers and great readers are great writers. Or so I've been told. If you are a faithful blogger, you may not realize this yet, but you are a writer too! The only difference is that your words are typed onto a computer screen, not onto the pages of a book

Not yet anyway.

Books transport me to other worlds, comfort me when I am hurting, and make me laugh out loud when my day needs a little pizazz. We all know that God is the creator and originator of the Word. "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God." John 1:1

The Word of God put on flesh and came down on earth to walk around and show us just what God looks like, acts like, and most especially, loves like. I am so grateful for Jesus and His precious Word in my life.

I am also very grateful for my talented woodworking father-in-law, who built me these gorgeous, two-sided, built-in bookcases.




Just as my arms have held my four precious babies, these bookcases will be holding millions of words penned by authors around the world. By far, the greatest story this man-made book sanctuary will hold will be the one penned by my precious savior.

The greatest story ever written. When His Word came down and dwelt among us.

p.s. And yes, I am wearing my red slippers in this picture. Doesn't every fashionista mom have a pair?