Wednesday, October 03, 2012

Trinkets and Treasures - No. 11

Almost exactly a year ago I wrote about my sister's gift to me of
our great-grandmother's bible. I couldn't have been more thrilled than I was to have that precious book, more than a century old, in my home. It didn't take long, though, to realize I was ill-equipped to care for it properly.

When the bible was left out where it could be seen and appreciated, I worried that household dust would harm it. But the bible is large and heavy, so I knew that if I wrapped it up and put it a closet or a drawer, I wouldn't be inclined to take it out and look at it often.

Then I got lucky.

My stepsister's husband is a talented woodworker. Earlier this year he offered to build something for me, and I asked if he could build a box to hold Grandma's bible. He could, he did, and it's more beautiful than I could have imagined.





The bible now rests safely inside its custom-made box on the end of my dresser. I love to run my fingers across the smooth surface of the quilted-cherry box top, and I lift that lid frequently, both to look at the bible and to get a good whiff of the sawdust scent that lingers there.

The newer treasure, like the antique one it holds, is an ever-present reminder of the ties that bind our family across miles and generations. That's pretty special, if you ask me.

2 comments:

  1. What a beutiful box! How generous that gift, and the gift of the bible. I have Jessie's bible (she insisted I take it). It is also quite old (though not as old as yours) and it's worn from Jessie's reading it. I cherish it.

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  2. Duly Inspired, I know from your posts about Jessie how much she means to you. She must love you very much to want to pass her precious bible directly from her hands to yours.

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