Then, glancing at the time, I jumped. The memorial service for a friend would begin in just over an hour and I still needed to bathe, dress and pick up another friend who would ride with me.
About to dump the scraps into the trash can, my eye caught something more precious than food. Somehow, I had managed to accidentally snag the Bible bookmark up with my breakfast plate. Now this is no ordinary bookmark. Crocheted by my grandmother, this is one of a few items I have from her: a gift she gave me when I was around six years old. Grandmother Belle died when I was only eight.
I immediately thought of her favorite hymn: Rock of Ages. Sometime during those years before her death I had learned to play the piano. Knowing this was grandmother's special hymn, I had struggled to learn it and fondly remember calling her on the phone to play it for her. After the brief recital, I recall grandmother saying something like this: "Honey, this is the best gift you could give me."
Today, I have little skill for sewing and don't crochet so am truly thankful I didn't carelessly toss the bookmark away. After all, one line in Rock of Ages reads, "Let me hide myself in Thee." Now, as the marker rests in my Bible, I am also reminded of the admonition: "I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you" (Ps. 119:11 NIV). Today I can say with her: "This is the best gift you could give me."