The Pleasure of a Good Book

I was thinking today about some of the books I used to read to my children when they were young. You know, Goodnight Moon, Curious George, The Little Engine That Could, Clifford the Big Red Dog and so many others. How I loved sitting with all three of them around me, as they were eagerly awaiting the next page. We read these books over and over. My kids never seemed to tire of hearing the familiar stories. They knew them so well they would often beat me to the next line.

There was one book I could never make it through without getting a big lump in my throat. You know the one -- I'll Always Love You. And it's true! There is a bond between parent and child that is profound and deeply felt.

This made me realize that I am like my children, basking in the delight of a story that is beautifully written. When I spend time reading the words of God's story, I'm lifted to a place that is outside of myself. It's like immersing myself into a holy place - where the Lord shows me Who He is and what He desires for me. A relationship is forged, and I begin to want to live for His glory. Oh, the joy of reading the Book of Books!

"Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good." Psalm 34:8