My bible came to me from someone I don’t even personally know. Still, it means so much to me and nothing can take away from how important I view it. I was a wreck when my car was stolen from me. My dads’ childhood friend had heard what happened and reached out and sent me a new Bible. She heard my story and knew I was in a season of my life where I was struggling, so she went out of her way to send me something that she felt could help. It helped me so much during that time to have a nice Bible that I could have and read whenever I needed some Godly wisdom. I love my Bible and have even gone online to purchase the exact same one for my sister. I take it with me whenever I go on holiday somewhere and keep it on my bed when I’m at home. There is no denying how real and strong my connection with my Bible is. I feel so comforted and so incredibly blessed to see it surrounded by everything I have, when I come home each night. I will pass it down to someone in need one day.

– RB

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