Books

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I'm a couple of days behind on January Reflections. Here is the fourth post from Jan 17-19th.

Reading: It is said that we are what we eat. Likewise, we are what we read. What are you reading to feed your mind and soul currently? 

I love, love, love to read. I love the sappy chick book (that eventually becomes a chick flick) I love a great mystery. But I also rarely read fiction. Non-fiction is more my style, and it's usually something really nerdy like "Love in Hard Places" by D.A. Carson, Pia Desideria by Spener or Desiring the Kingdom: Worship, Worldview, and Cultural Formation by James A. Smith. One of my greatest vices is any book about culture. On my "favorites" list of this genre are "Catching Light: Finding God in the Movies" by Roy Anker,  Eyes Wide Open by Romanowski, Culture Making by Andy Crouch, and A Matrix of Meanings (this one will change your perspective permanently!). I got hooked on these when I did an independent study on Twilight and the middle-aged woman's obsession with these books. I worked on that last Fall while in Covenant and actually ended up writing a curriculum specifically for the "Twi-Hard" audience.

Right now, the books feeding my soul are "Gilead" by Marilyn Robinson, "The World is Not My Home" by Michael D. Williams and "Discovering Biblical Equality: Complementarity Without HierarchyRonald W. Pierce, Rebecca Merrill Groothuis, and Gordon D. Fee.

"A room without books is like a body without a soul." -Cicero

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kc bob said…
Thanks for the update Stephanie!
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