All I’ve wanted to do lately is read. I find myself stopping at the library with armloads of books at least once a week—last Friday I realized I may have a problem when I checked out 14 books even though I still had plenty at home. (Many of those books were for my kids, but still.) It’s been a chaotic year at our house, and reading has been my escape and therapy (it’s a good activity for introverts). We’ve been experiencing a lot of changes—many of them very good changes, but disconcerting nonetheless—and books have been my friends through them.
This is my nightstand. I have more books on the floor (though I didn’t take a picture of them as to appear *normal*).
Every time the weather gets hot and school is out I flash back to wonderful memories spending entire summer days reading all over the house where I grew up. I read in my bed with a flashlight, in the worn armchairs and the basement couch with books propping up the place where the leg fell off, and in my beloved hammock in our yard. I remember reading The Hobbit in two days, physically grieving after finishing The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe and A Wrinkle in Time, falling in love with Judy Blume, and devouring book after book in The Babysitters Club and Sweet Valley Twins series. Summer simply makes me want to read.
We also quit cable. This may also have something to do with my increased time spent at the library. I haven’t yet decided if this is a good thing.
I’m so, so fortunate to have a job that allows me to read (and write)—a lot. Sometimes I still feel like I’m getting away with something when I’m in my office reading through Barbara Brown Taylor sermons or keeping up with Rachel Held Evans’ blog. There’s nothing better than a morning sitting down at my desk with a cup of coffee and one of Eugene Peterson’s books.
I stumbled upon Sarah Bessey’s wonderful 10 Books a Day For a Week series recently, and I realized hey! I can take all this crazy book obsession and put it on my blog! I won’t be doing 10 books a day—I need time to read, mind you—but I’ll put up lists as I’m inspired. Here’s today’s list:
Devotional Books I Read Regularly (Meaning Almost Daily)
The Bible Of course I had to put this first. A very helpful tool for me is the Moravian Daily Texts. You can subscribe to them over email and receive Bible verses every day along with a prayer. It’s a great way to start the day.
Living the Message Eugene Peterson is my pastor. He always manages to convict, inspire and direct me in unexpected ways.
Bread for the Journey Oh, Henri Nouwen. His writing is so full of wisdom and gentleness and truth.
Faith Alone These short devotions are taken from Martin Luther’s writings and sermons. I’m still amazed at how contemporary many of them feel.
Good Poems Garrison Keillor’s collection makes poetry accessible and oh so real.
The Cup of Our Life Joyce Rupp is one of my favorite authors and thinkers. She helps me make sense of life, grief, and change.
Share your favorites with me too!