Naw received her first Bible at sixteen — a gift from her father. She treasured it.

Then war came. A bomb struck their home. Fire took everything. Including the Bible.

In the village where her family eventually settled, finding a replacement was nearly impossible. Buying one was out of the question — the cost was simply beyond reach. Her pastor once mentioned the price of a Bible, and the number hit her like a wall. She quietly made peace with the idea that she might never have her own copy of God’s Word again.

Then one Sunday, her pastor made an announcement: Bibles were being distributed. Free. Anyone who wanted one just needed to sign up.

Naw was first in line.

When the day came and a Bible was placed in her hands, she wept. After years of absence, of making do, of accepting loss — here it was. Freely given. Hers.

She wants everyone who donated to know this: your gift didn’t just reach a village in Myanmar. It reached her. A woman who has followed Jesus since she was fourteen, who lost everything to a war she didn’t choose, and who never stopped believing even when she had nothing to hold.

In her own words: “God bless you all.”