I asked them, “how do you know?”

He said, “do you see what he’s holding?  He always has the good book open when he speaks.”  

Again I asked, “but how do you know?”  

“Do you see the words on the screen,” she smiled “it makes it so easy to follow along.” 

“Yes, I see,” I answered, “but how do they know?” 

“Well, look at all the people” they said.  

“There is a lot, but how do we know?” 

“We are a bible preaching church,”  they said. 

And I wondered again, “how do they know?” 

And then it hit me, It’s not you, or they, or we, but I.   And while all had explanations, the only one that mattered was my own.  And in that moment I posed the question as it should have been from the beginning, “how do I know?” 

It was then I looked at the book in my hands.  Not as well worn as it should be, but getting there the older I got.  Verses underlined, notes of what spoke to me and dates to mark where I was waiting for God to do His work.  Dates that are growing into a timeline that shows the good He has already done….to see how far He has brought me.  

This is how I know.  Through a book written just for me, for you…. for all of us.  

There is only one way to know.  Open the Bible and make it your own.