The sunflowers hang heavy in the front flower beds while the sweet peas blaze bright pink in the softening autumn light.
We left church this morning and my heart was aching.
We eat lunch and while Tony lays on the floor watching football, I curl my body around his and sleep with my forehead pressed into his back.
There is much to prepare for the coming week, but for a hour or two I rest, pressed close to the one who shows me Christ’s love and the ache that was there has eased a little.
And while I wait for the oven to heat, I’ll slip over here and share what has been filling my book bag of late.
I didn’t really know what to expect from this book. I was born into the church before I was ever born again, and so there are times that I wrestle with thinking I’ve heard it all before. And while many of the truths in this small book are ones that I have lived my whole life knowing, they are presented in a way that rarely is in the church. How often are our eyes positioned fully onto God and His glory? How often do we hear sermons or read articles that end up focusing our eyes and our hearts and our minds on us. The glory and majesty of God is so much larger than we could ever fathom and this book here has been redirecting my selfish thinking and I’m so grateful.
(And if you would like to hear a glimpse of Mrs. Wilkin’s thoughts on the way the Church tends to view scripture and present God – listen to this. I loved every minute of it and was so grateful for the tender and funny admonition.)
Apparently, this book series has been turned into a TV series ~ but I didn’t know that until I read the back cover of this book just today, and I’m already halfway through these pages! If you have been watching The Granchester Mysteries on PBS I would love to hear your thoughts. All I know is that when Autumn rolls around, my love of Mysteries comes out and these books set in 1964 London, England are the perfect fit to the darkening days and cooler air. If you love the Mitford Series, you would probably love the nosy and loving Curator as he tries to balance family, ministry and crime. I think the New York Times sums up this series the best:
Tony and I spent my birthday out in a little house nestled in the quiet of an apple orchard. This house, during the school year, is used for one of the most beautiful ministries I have come across. During the quiet evenings we were there, I would slip down to the little coffee shop area where they had a wall full of books and this one caught my eye. I had mentioned to the wife of the director that I wanted to purchase it and she said she would bring it to church on a Sunday we would both be there. When she placed it in my hands, it was wrapped in a ribbon and she refused to take payment for it. This has proven to be a powerful gift that has both convicted and challenged me. This is another book that I am working through slowly, but I don’t think it’s meant to be rushed. I highly recommend this book to new and not-so-new believers.
This past month, I have found myself in the books of Isaiah, Philippians and now Romans and while I am still not a morning person, and probably never will be, the morning hours have solidly become my favorite time of day to spend within these pages. I once listened to a sermon of John Piper’s where he shared his prayer that he prayed before he ever opened the pages of scripture and I have begun to make it my own. It is something like this: