My bags are packed with socks and scarves, and lots of layers for indecisive May in England. And we’re cousins, the weather and I, when it comes to books.
Because sometimes a trip isn’t as much about the change of pace and new scenery as the gift of empty time in the wait to get there. That time when I can’t do anything except read. And that’s where my indecisiveness hovers over the wings of the plane.
Which book should I choose first?
I’m taking a journal, oh yes leather and a pen, to write down all the stories swirling in my mind. It sits right next to my Kindle, loaded with Thin Places, Free Fall to Fly, and God in the Yard. The new smell of pages in The Light Between Oceans awaits the christening of dark chocolate smudges and brown drip circles from Starbucks and Diet Coke.
Because when I read fiction, I need to feel the glossy cover and flip pages between my fingers.
Reading, it’s the gift I give myself during Sabbath. Because words change me.
“Why are we reading if not in hope that the writer will magnify and dramatize our days, will illuminate and inspire us with wisdom, courage, and the possibility of meaningfulness, and will press upon our minds the deepest mysteries, so we may feel again their majesty and power?” ~ Annie Dillard, The Writing Life
So what are you reading? What would you put in your carry-on knowing you have a window of eight hours of unscheduled time?
Inspired reading around the web this week:
A Circuitous Route – Beautiful poetry by Elizabeth Marshall
God in the Yard – Jody is slowing for Sabbath through the words of a book that is transforming her one word at a time. (and I have it now on my Kindle)
Why You Shouldn’t Read This Blog – because everything Margaret Feinberg writes is full of love and wisdom.
What Heaven Will Be Like – get some tissues and be prepared for God to meet you in this beautiful piece of writing by my dear friend Duane at Scribing the Journey.
Happy Sabbath Friends!