the blessing of a stolen book

At least a year ago I lent someone my copy of Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis. Normally I write down who has borrowed my books, but somehow I failed to do so...and never got it back. A bit disgruntled, I bought another copy, one without my notes in the margins and underlining. So I decided to read it again (the third time). It was like reading it for the first time, except for the familiar quotes that seem to read like Scripture (I know Lewis isn't inspired, but he seems close). While not my favorite Lewis book (that would be The Great Divorce), this is considered his magnum opus. People tell me it is a difficult book to read. On one level that's true; it deals with deep subjects...but there is no theological jargon or intellectual language. The result is a book that is simple yet profound. I hate to lose books, but Lewis himself when asked if we would have books in Heaven replied, "Only those we were willing to lend."