Spreading the WORD

While I am on my walks around the neighborhood I often see many interesting things littering the streets.  Today, I saw a small orange Bible.  It was the kind of Bible they give out to visitors, who come inside a sanctuary to see if they are comfortable in the presence of God, or being in the same place with believers.  At first, when I saw this little Bible in the street, I thought to myself it had fallen out of someone's car because it was along the curb in front of the elementary school. As I walked on I discovered a few pages had fallen out and maybe had been blown by the wind onto the sidewalk.  It was only a few steps farther that I saw and realized there was a battle with satan being fought within someone.  It was the pages that were ripped into pieces that gave it away and the pages that were wadded up into tight little balls of paper.  I walked on thinking about this poor tortured person who had this battle going on inside and remembered that I was in the same place, not so long ago, and I thanked God for winning my battle and never giving up on me.