Well, it's official. I've now read Stepping Heavenward. The back story is long and not necessary; suffice to say I've had a long running conversation with myself about when this book would or would not get read.
I am quite sad that it's over. Most likely, I will begin it all over again because I know there is a lot more I can take from this book. As I read, I marked passages that were crying out to be added to my journal and read over and over in the years to come. But I can't write them down - I feel like taking them off one page and putting them on another would somehow alter them, or change what they've meant to me. It's a strange feeling, one that I've never had before about a book.
I now see - hindsight is a beautiful thing - that this book was meant for me now. The reason I had hesitated to read it over the years was nothing short of God's great care of my soul. There is no way that I would have been so moved by this book at any other time.
This Thanksgiving, I am most grateful for God's personal love for his children and his unflinching mercy.
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