Augustine Birrell explained it well, “Any ordinary man can…surround himself with two thousand books…and thenceforward have at least one place in the world in which it is possible to be happy.”
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean to intimate that I have or have had an unhappy life. Rather, I mean that one of my “happy places” to go is wherever my current book takes me. I find reading to be a true delight. In fact, I agree with Jorge Luis Borges who said “I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.” Amen, I say! As I tell my students, it is good to read. Read all summer. Sprawl on your belly and get lost in a book. Did you do that as a kid? Do you do it now? Reading is exercise for the mind and soul.
When I read, I am taken to another place. Whether it is fiction and I became immersed in a world of characters and happenings created by the author, or a work of nonfiction and I am immersed, for instance, in learning new things, I am taken away.
This of course, is true when I read Scripture. I literally find myself walking with Jesus, or sitting with David as he sings his psalms. I let the words pour over my heart, and try to glean the message that applies to me at that exact moment. I have many moments coming up that will require me to be fully present and yet strong in Him. I ask for prayers. Pray that I will be a grace-filled woman, and that I will remember to call upon His infinite resources when I feel depleted.