I’ve been reading again.
One of the problems with reading is that your mindsets get challenged. Which I really hate, because it’s so much easier to just sit in your little bubble and think what you think without having to change what you think. HGTV lets me do this, which is probably why I watch it. Pretty house makeovers, paint swatches, little commitment to thoughts more than an inch deep. Anyway, here’s what I’ve read/finished lately:
“Orthodoxy” by G.K. Chesterton, which is a spiritual autobiography, the story of his journey from agnosticism to orthodox Christianity. Or simply put, the story of how he looked at everything he believed about the world and slowly came to realize that Christianity was what he believed. This book hurt my head in ways I can’t describe, and I didn’t understand a good third of it. A dangerous, painful, and even fun read.
“A Girl Named Zippy,” an account of small town life in a tiny town in Indiana. Hilarious and heartfelt. Made me laugh and cry…and think. Dangit.
“My Man Jeeves” by P.G. Wodehouse. Actually, this one didn’t make me think at all. Thank goodness.
“Every Living Thing” by James Herriot, his last book about being a vet in the English countryside. That description alone would’ve put most of my students to sleep, and I wasn’t all that desperately interested either, until I started to read it, and then I fell in love.
Finally, I just finished “Quitter” by Jon Acuff, which is basically a book that calls you on the carpet for not working diligently on your dreams, or making excuses not to work diligently on your dreams, or watching hours of HGTV when you could be working diligently on your dreams.
If you know me and I know that you know that I know that you aren’t working your dream job right now, expect me to be shoving this book in your face soon.
So get crackin’.