Books are one of my great joys in life. I still prefer to touch and smell the paper, hold it in my hand, and slowly watch my progression as I turn one page at a time. A bookmark can be personal for me. It can say something about myself or the person who gave it to me. If I receive one as a gift, I am reminded of that special person continually as I move it from page to page, then book to book.
FRONT: We are held by hands that are able to fill us continually. Not just full, but to overflowing. These are hands that will never let us go and we can rest in the promise of their faithfulness.
BACK: The beauty is that the fruit which overflows from us pours onto those around us … and the giving goes on and on and on. Now that’s extravagant love. — David Arms