I love to read. I don't. But I love it. I love the act of it. Curling up in a big comfy chair with a hot cup of coffee and a book I can't put down. Heaven. But this is planet earth; who has time to read? Who has time to sit down? And who in the world has time to drink coffee out of a cup and not a to-go mug? Not I. But alas, we make time for what is important. And I've decided there are two important things I need to start making time for: prayer and reading. I confess I am a big fat cheese-ball when it comes to books. I want to get caught up in a sweet story where people are kind and dialogue is eloquent. In a world where there is so much icky-ness, one needs a private utopia. Well, I have found mine in the Mitford series. My sweet aunt and grandmother introduced me to these books and, although I am only on page 38, I am hooked. It follows (to what I've gathered so far) the life of a pastor in the small town of Mitford. It's sweet and lovely and makes me want to move to a quaint little town pronto.
I hope you'll make time for prayer and reading too. They're both important: the exercise of the mind and renewing of the spirit. What's on your nightstand?