This morning I found my Bible at church. On the playground. Soaking wet. I saw Nathan with it and thought, that's not mine because its so huge. It was huge. It was swollen. I don't even remember carrying it out with me a few weeks ago. Nevertheless, it's still together and readable. I have it out to dry (I don't know how long it will take). It's so heavy that it doesn't flap from the wind of the fan (it looks like it is in the picture, but it's just that thick).
The positives:
- I have my Bible, even if it's not in great condition.
- None of the pages are missing.
- You can still read it.
- The markings are still there
- I'm so glad I used pin and colored pencils. If I used markers, they would have run.
- All of the special life events are still marked.
- The fact that I left it on the playground is now a part of its story. When my great-grandchildren ask me why its so rugged, I can tell them about my irresponsibility. How special. ;)
- Did I mention, I have my Bible.
- I bought a FABULOUS new study Bible from Precept Ministries, the proceeds of which go towards giving away Bibles and study tools around the world.
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