You know that question they always ask you in elementary school, "If your house were on fire and you could only grab three of your possessions, what would they be?"
How do you really answer that at age 10?
Gameboy? Favorite shirt? Clumsily made scrapbook? Wallet containing exactly seven dollars and 68 cents?
Well, at age 19 I can finally answer that question with no doubt in my mind. Amid clouds of smoke and rising flames, without a heartbeat going by I would grab my scriptures, my journal, and the stuffed animal I've had since I was a baby. (I know, "ha ha--" okay, it means a lot to me!)
This genuine leather, highlighted and underlined, glinting gold book means the world to me. It couldn't be described better than as my most treasured item.
"...Come up hither to hear the pleasing word of God, yea, the word which healeth the wounded soul." Jacob 2:8
