The other night I had some time. And all these recent thoughts on my mind. And a disaster of a living room because I moved my bookcase out to the living room and piles of books were everywhere. Do I ignored all the to dos and I read a book.
It was awesome! I felt smarter and happier and healthier. Ideas from the book and story have percolated ever since.
My life used to revolve around reading. I might never go back there, but I want more of it than I have.
So I'm going to read more!
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In a different, but related thought. You know one of the reasons that I don't read more? It is so hard to fund truly wholesome material. There are things I would have read 20 years, but as I've come to know the Lord better, I can feel how they affect my spirit and the Spirit. And no can do.
Which makes me a little sad that there isn't more goodness out there! But also reminds me for the six hundredth time. I really want to write. Like books. Some day I will. I really will. More about that another day.
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