Curtis slipped the book he was reading into his backpack before jumping into his dad’s car. He was still trying to figure things out; he wasn’t ready to explain why he felt the need to read this book.
When Curtis got home, he went straight to the room he shared with his older brother. He pulled the book out of his backpack and stared at the cover. “The Holy Bible” was inscribed in gold letters. His friend Randy had given the book to him. Curtis had attended a few club meetings on campus with Randy. Everyone there was always talking about Jesus and the Bible. They all thought it was incredible to be known by God and to be able to trust Him.
Randy and the others seemed really happy. Still Curtis was never one to just take someone’s word for it. He liked to research and figure things out for himself. Randy suggested that Curtis read the Bible. He had mentioned a book called “John,” but Curtis couldn’t fi gure out which John he was talking about. So he decided just to start at the beginning of the book, at Genesis.
Curtis had been reading for days, and now he was at an exciting part. Trouble was, he didn’t want his brother or anyone else to walk in and see him reading the Bible. Curtis went to the only room in the house where he could have privacy—the bathroom.
He turned on the shower, so his family wouldn’t bother him and sat down on the floor. He just needed a few minutes to find out what happened next. An hour later, with all the hot water gone, Curtis closed the Bible.
He still had more to read, but he wondered why no one had ever told him these stories before. Reading about creation was fascinating, and the Bible just kept getting better. Sure there were a lot of wars and stuff he didn’t understand, but the things God had done to save His people were amazing.
Soon Curtis was reading the New Testament, and somewhere in the middle of learning God’s Story, Curtis found Jesus!