God wants me to have hope.

(No surprise there; He is the God of hope!)

So He provided me with the Scriptures. They instill in me patience and comfort…and hope.

“For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope” (Romans 15:4).

And He allows me to believe. Through it I open the gateway to all joy and peace…and hope.

And yet….

Where does the Bible fit in my peddle-to-the-metal, rubber-to-the-road, nose-to-the-grindstone experience of real living?

If God’s Word in printed form lies at the periphery of my life, barely discernible and rarely discerned, where do patience and comfort and hope lie?

So here’s a message just for me: The Bible was written to you!

And a message just for you: The Bible was written to you!