yard sale

Picked up an old Bible, at the yard sale one day, thought it might be worth something some day. I layed it up for a year or two, then found it, while looking for a pair of shoes.
Set down read a little, I thought the stories were great, a skinny kid defeating a giant loudmouth, a man who commanded it not to rain, and then called down fire from above to fry his enemies. I read of a man, who had it all, then Satan took everything. I read of men walking by sick people and their shadow made them well. I read of a man who was going to sacrifice his own son. These stories and more made me read the next day. I read of an innocent man that died a horrible death. Then I discovered myself in that book as the sinful man that he died for. I had a decision to make, to beleive this Bible and what it said or go my way. It turned out to be worth more then I ever thought, I take it everywhere and read it a lot, I have found others like me and I now have joy. Thank you Lord for putting that Bible there.