The cream blob on the book is the Guide. It sits with you in a lesson. It does not preach. It does not grade.
When a chapter opens, the Guide is there — a small companion on the page, not a voice over your shoulder. Leave it and it rests. It is company, the way a lamp is company.
My Bible Way needed a face that was not a logo mark and not a stained-glass window. Clay. Cream. A little odd. Sitting on an open book because that is the whole product: a chapter, open, in front of you.
It is not a teacher. It is not a prophet. It does not tell you what a verse must mean. Recap, text, and questions do the work. The Guide is the thing that stays on the page while you do it.