I keep finding bookmarks in the books of my dad's location that I'm recycling.
I look at them hoping for something significant.
But ya know, there was exactly 1 book that he read and reread to the point where he memorized whole chapters. That book is the one I should care about if I hope to retain some shred of importance.
If I want to understand what shaped his heart and mind more, I better go back and read my Bible. Duh.




















