I just finished Persuasion (Jane Austen) and started on Through Painted Deserts (Donald Miller). I adore Miller's mind and am quickly becoming a fan of his. There's a section in the author's notes at the beginning of the book that spoke to me. It reminded me so much of myself...how I am always shifting and changing and moving from one thing to the next:
"...everybody, every person, has to leave, has to change like seasons; they have to or they die. The seasons remind me that I must keep changing, and I want to change because it is God's way. All my life I have been changing. I changed from a baby to a child, from soft toys to play daggers. I changed into a teenager to drive a car, into a worker to spend some money. I will change into a husband to love a woman, into a father to love a child, change houses so we are near water, and again so we are near mountains, and again so we are near friends, keep changing with my wife, getting our love so it dies and gets born again and again, like a garden, fed by four seasons, a cycle of change. Everybody has to change, or they expire. Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons."
Here's another, from the first chapter:
"We are shaped by our experiences. Our perception of joy, fear, pain, and beauty are sharpened or dulled by the way we rub against time. My senses have become dull and this trip is an effort to sharpen them."
On another note, I have my second riding lesson tonight. Here's hoping I do more than trot around the arena for 20 minutes...
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Ahhhh! I so needed to read this... I need to read that book!
Did you finish that small, yellow book I gave you? :D
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