My Bible fell apart yesterday at church. The first two hundred or so pages fell out in Sunday School. I felt a deep sorrow. I've had it since Maggie gave it to me as a present about four years ago. She had my name engraved in it. It was the first New International Version I'd ever owned and I loved it. I was able to read it and understand it very easily compared to my King James. I loved my King James, but I loved the NIV even more. It was great to read and I'm a little ashamed to say, I looked forward to reading it because it was much easier to understand than the KJV. There's no fault with KJV, in fact, I understand it very well now, but at the time I receieved my NIV I had a difficult time with it.
I'm currently looking to buy This One right now. It's the coolest Bible I saw on Zondervan. It has notes upon notes. Anyway, Scott just arrived for apologetics, so I'm going to wrap this up and hang out with him.
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