Ah, the Bible. Our spiritual reference and guide to living out our lives as God would desire us to. Over 1000 pages plum full of advice, examples, encouragement, instruction, well, you get the point.
Have you ever sat Bible-less in church and listened to the masses of shuffling pages as the pastor/preacher/whathaveyou calls out the scripture to turn to? I have. I've also been the one on the other end - you know, the shuffler - scrambling to get to the right page before the passage is being read so I don't lose track of the entire message.
Well, not anymore. Yes, I do have a few pages of shuffling to do, but the majority of the shuffling is gone. No more days of turning to get to Luke, only to pass it and end up in John, then scramble back hoping not to go too far back to Mark. Don't you just hate when that happens?
I have organized my Bible. That's right. I chapterized it. (Yes, I am perfectly aware that is not a word. Just roll with it.) I went to Wal-Mart, bought me some sticky tabs, labeled the tabs with the chapters in the Bible, and stuck 'em on their corresponding pages! Now, it's find the chapter name tab, turn to it, then shuffle a couple of pages to the passage I'm looking for. Now I have plenty of time to sit back, make a cup of coffee, hum a tune, take a cat nap, and possibly have a blueberry muffin before the rest of the congregation is ready and on page. Well, obviously not THAT much time, but maybe everything but the muffin...
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