Timeless

Shortly after we moved out West, we stopped at a local Salvation Army for a browse. On a shelf cluttered with knick-knacks, I found a battered frame. Beneath the scratched plexiglass was a page from a 16th century Geneva Bible. The Geneva Bible holds a special place in my heart (and in history!), and I was smitten at once. I resisted the impulse to buy it then and there -- but as time passed, I still thought about that page. My patience was rewarded; by the time I returned, it was still waiting for me and was marked down 20%. 

Taking pictures of glass is hard! *wink*

The frame was a disaster and even the matting was faded, but that could be remedied. I procrastinated in my usual fashion, but I finally found a frame that suited and had a mat made at a local frame shop. 

Of all the pages it could have been, the passage on this page was Psalm 118 and the beginning of Psalm 119. The former has been such a comfort to me over the past two years (especially verse 14), and Psalm 119 -- well, it's in a league of its own!

I've flanked the page with two images -- both cut from the companion booklet that came with my Reformation Study Bible. On the right is Westminster Abbey, and on the left is a map of Geneva.

My little "Reformation" collection now graces a formerly-barren wall in our living room (our home here has so many blank, white walls!), and I see it regularly throughout the day -- a reminder of God's timeless, steadfast love and His providential care of His church through history.