{"id":197,"date":"2015-12-28T14:29:00","date_gmt":"2015-12-28T19:29:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2018-11-14T12:39:41","modified_gmt":"2018-11-14T17:39:41","slug":"mamas-bible","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/2015\/12\/28\/mamas-bible\/","title":{"rendered":"Mama&#8217;s Bible"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1326 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/WP_20170811_10_59_32_Pro-2-300x163.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"163\" srcset=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/WP_20170811_10_59_32_Pro-2-300x163.jpg 300w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/WP_20170811_10_59_32_Pro-2-768x418.jpg 768w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/WP_20170811_10_59_32_Pro-2-700x381.jpg 700w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/WP_20170811_10_59_32_Pro-2-800x435.jpg 800w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/WP_20170811_10_59_32_Pro-2.jpg 1632w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<h6>Its dawn, morning is breaking and I see it\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>A sunbeam rests upon it, laying there in the familiar spot<\/h6>\n<h6>The book\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Read from cover to cover, pages worn and written upon<\/h6>\n<h6>Tear stains of memories and prayers, some answered, some still to be\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>in my mama\u2019s bible\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>I watched her read it many times; her heart restored, as she kept the words of life<\/h6>\n<h6>This Holy book is\u00a0full of mysteries, stories that live in pages of red, black and<\/h6>\n<h6>white\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Morning, noon, and night and even in between&#8230;<\/h6>\n<h6>She read God\u2019s word; would quote it, and tell you what it means\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Better than a pill you take, and certainly more satisfying;<\/h6>\n<h6>The bread of life is sown upon, the pages, even when dying\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Oh beautiful are the feet of those, who spread the gospel message<\/h6>\n<h6>Prophets and saints of old, died to give us passage\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Into the texts we read this book, wanting and longing, for just another look<\/h6>\n<h6>Words of wisdom\u00a0scribbled\u00a0on\u00a0edges,\u00a0of my mama\u2019s bible\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Nothing dearer, could she have given,<\/h6>\n<h6>Than her old tattered bible, when she went to heaven\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>A legacy of life is felt, as I watched her, at her bedside, when she knelt<\/h6>\n<h6>Praying and reading her bible\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Help me God to do the same, this I pray in Jesus name\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>I\u2019ll keep reading mama\u2019s bible.<\/h6>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\"><em>~Marla Shaw O\u2019Neill December 28, 2015\u00a9<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><strong>2 Timothy 2:15 <\/strong><strong>King James Version (KJV<em>) &#8211;\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><em>\u00a0<\/em>Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.<\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Its dawn, morning is breaking and I see it\u2026 A sunbeam rests upon it, laying there in the familiar spot The book\u2026 Read from cover to cover, pages worn and written upon Tear stains of memories and prayers, some answered, some still to be\u2026 in my mama\u2019s bible\u2026 I watched her read it many times;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-197","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8aPxH-3b","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/197","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=197"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/197\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1734,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/197\/revisions\/1734"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=197"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=197"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=197"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}