Remembering My First Bible

Today I was thinking about how I received my first Bible.  So I thought that I'd share my story with you because I wonder if my experience is similar to those who are desiring the Scriptures today and yet can't get them as readily as we can here in America.

I was 13 and had just started high school.  I moved around a lot and was at a new high school so I figured the best way to meet new friends would be to join a club, so I joined choir.  Well, as God would have it there was a girl in there named Gail who was a Christian who befriended me and started to tell me that God loved me and wanted to be my best friend.  I was excited about this and just ate up everything she told me.  Then one day she asked me if I had a bible and I said no.  So I went home and asked my mom if she had one and she said no, and that I couldn't have one either.

Sadly, I returned to school and told Gail that my mom wouldn't get me a bible and that we didn't have one, so she told me that she would bring me one from her grandmother who she lived with.  A few days later, we decided to meet in the school library so Gail could give me my bible.  I was excited, and I remember that I couldn't sleep because I couldn't believe that she was going to be so nice as to give me her grandmother's extra bible.

The morning came and I got to school early, went to the library and anxiously awaited for Gail to show up...