I am in the middle of reading Fr. Jacques Philippe’s book, Time for God. He is a phenomenal author, and this particular book is full of powerful little treasures. I read slowly in order to soak up the gifts that are laid throughout. One sentence from this book has literally changed my life: Humble people
My good friend, Julie, first chose In This House of Brede for our book club about twelve years ago. I remember liking this novel by Rumor Godden enough to search out and read other books by her, but I couldn’t recount a lot of the details. When it was recently suggested that we re-read this
So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom (Psalm 90:12). I’m a “Penelope” . . . if that means anything to you, we understand each other, at least a little—planners, office supplies, a good life-hack—you are speaking my love language. As to the productivity genre, I’ve read the
When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi I love to read. Always have. I cannot remember the last time I couldn’t put a book down. I’m not one given to sentimentality. I can’t remember the last book that made me weep. I couldn’t put this book down—and it made me weep. When Breath Becomes Air
Shadows on the Rock, while not Willa Cather’s most well-known novel, is my personal favorite. Set in colonial Quebec in the waning days of the 1600s, it is more portrait than story, more contemplative than narrative. The novel is set at a historical moment of seismic proportions, which Cather captures brilliantly—the opening of the New
I have heard parents say with a resigned air (after it comes to light that their child is reading something less than savory), “At least she’s reading!” I know that many busy parents feel overwhelmed & often let books (or music or movies) slide by that don’t seem to be too objectionable, and some think