It never occurred to me buying a Bible could be intimidating, but as soon as I entered the Mardel store, I almost turned around and walked out.
On one side of the store were aisles crammed with buttons, mugs, calendars, everything from clothing to kitchenware, all with a Christian message. On the other side of the store were displays of Christian videos and worship music CD’s. The center aisle contained bookshelves overflowing with Christian devotional books and religious fiction.
A smiling, silver-haired lady asked if she could assist me, and, when I mumbled something about a Bible, she led me off to an area the size of a racquetball court, where Bibles were stacked almost to the ceiling.
I wasn’t able to answer any of her questions about what kind of Bible I wanted. Instead, I thought of the tiny worn Bible hidden away in Javad’s living room, and I suddenly found myself wishing for one exactly like it.
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