Thank God For Your Bible

There's one on your coffee table, one or two in your bedroom, one in the office, two or three on your bookshelf, and several more in the other bedrooms around your house, most likely several different translations, all to your family's tastes. But in persecuted countries, Christians pray daily for long hours to receive a Bible, and sometimes, they never do. Ministries like Bibles Unbound are working to send Bible to these countries but it isn't always easy and the houses are often raided and their precious books taken away and burned. Thank God for your Bible(s) and for the fact that you can go out to just about any place that sells books and pick up a new one if you need too.

This story is from Voice of the Martyrs and gives a story of a woman and her Bible in persecuted China.

China: Mrs. Lu Ying

     "Take her furniture, and search the house for Bibles!" said the commanding guard.

     Tears filled Mrs. Lu Ying's eyes as she watched four Communist guards ransack her home.

     "I found it!" yelled the guard. But just as the guard held out the Bible to give it to his commanding officer, Mrs. Lu Ying bravely grabbed it back from him. 

     "This book contains all I need to know about my dear Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, and I do not want to part with it," she said passionately while holding the Bible close to her chest.

     "Take her outside," yelled the commander. "We'll see how long she wants to hold onto her book about Jesus."

     The four Communist guards took Mrs. Ling into the street, mocked her, spat on her, and beat her until she could no longer stand. "Do you still believe in your myths?" laughed the guards.

     Through a swollen, bleeding mouth, still holding her Bible, Lu Ying repeated her statement of faith.

     The guards grabbed an iron bar and smashed the bones in her hands causing her now crippled hands to lose their grip. The Bible fell into the street and was confiscated.

     Nearly twenty years later, a mission courier delivered Mrs. Ling a Bible. Her eyes filled with tears. She clutched it with her deformed hands and whispered, "This time I'm not letting go."