Books

I am absolutely lost without books by my side - especially necessary through the wee hours of the morning when, so often, I am awake. I have run out of our own books - so many are still packed-and my Tim books finished, so have begun to re-read various ones...A good thing, on the whole, as so much information to digest. Still, I have been lonely for new reading. Yesterday,we visited Ken and Jane Stewart, our friends from Scotland. We have kept up with them intermittently since then, and was lovely to have a few hours to spend with them. Jane is part of a book club, so gave me the choice of various of her books to bring home for a time. I chose "Pat Nixon: The Untold Story" , by her daughter, Julie Nixon Eisenhower, and "Three Cups of Tea", by a fellow who wandered into a Pakistani village, became intimate with the people, and now builds schools for girls there and in Afghanistan....This afternoon I wandered into Wayne's church office and liberated a couple of books from him -with his permission, of course!...Darwin's Black Box and some Spurgeon sermons. Then, this evening, Calvert brought over two books on African-American Christian heroes. I am so grateful - now ready to enjoy those otherwise frustrating hours of insomnia...

Some wonderful words from Spurgeon's biography I re-read this afternoon: The other day I was riding home after a heavy day's work. I felt weary and sore depressed, when swiftly and suddenly that text came to me' "My grace is sufficient for thee." I reached home and looked it up in the original, and at last it came to me in this way, "My grace is sufficient for THEE," and I said,"I should think it is, Lord," and I burst out laughing. I never understood what holy laughter of Abraham was until then. It seemed to make unbelief so absurd....O brethren, be great believers. Little faith will bring your souls to heaven, but great faith will bring heaven to your souls.