I love to read. Books, magazines, the back of cereal boxes. It doesn’t matter. I love to read. Period.
This love began in elementary school when I learned to read and books opened up whole new worlds to me. You can see in the picture above that the love continues today. This is the stack of books on my bedside table. And that doesn’t count the books on my iPad and nook and Kindle apps.
So many books…not enough time.
By late elementary and middle school, I could while away hours in a day engrossed in a world that was nothing like mine. Not that my world was bad, mind you. I had a loving family and lots of friends. But my internal voices were filled with fear and self-doubt. Books quieted those voices and took me to places and lives I could only dream about.
If I were to talk to that book-loving child and teen today, I would tell her,
- You are as good and kind and heroic as any character in the well-worn and dog-eared novels you love so much. God made you just the way He wanted you to be, so embrace that reality now.
- Life may not seem as exciting as that of our favorite heroes. But honestly, any day spent in the presence of Jesus will be more than we can ask or imagine.
- Books are wonderful…and keep on reading. Just spend at least an equal amount of time reading the one Book that can make an eternal impact on your life.
live in staggering poverty often don’t have the opportunity to learn to read and have even less opportunity to own books.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning…The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.John 1:1-2 and 14