Some years ago, a humble villager in Eastern Poland received a Bible from a colporteur who visited his hamlet. Through reading this precious Book he got saved, and then he passed it on to others. Through that one Bible scores more found the Saviour.
When the colporteur visited the town again several years later, he found this group of believers gathered to worship and to hear his preaching. When, during the course of the meeting, he suggested that they might recite some verses of Scripture, he was astonished to find that some could recite not merely verses and chapters, but whole books of the Bible. One man had committed all the Psalms to memory, and together they all knew almost the entire Bible. Passed around from family to family, and carried to the gathering on Sundays, the old Book had become so worn with use that it was hard to read many of the pages any more.
How precious was the old Book to those poor village folk! O that we, who for the most part each have a Bible of our own, might read and value it more!
ML 07/09/1967