Words
Yesterday I finally finished the book that Panna, the woman I met on a plane en route from England, gave me, on August 5th. The book was, "Hungry for More of Jesus," by David Wilkerson and I've been reading a bit of it each morning. What the author had to say resonated with my soul, confirmed my longings and inspired me daily. I was sorry it was over and felt as if I were a child on one of those rides in the mall where you put in a quarter (or probably a dollar these days), but all too soon the ride is over and you wish it could have kept going a bit longer.
This morning I went to my bookshelf and chose, "Blue Like Jazz," by Donald Miller, to read next. Maybe because it seemed such a contrast to the last book, it drew me. I read the first words and was hopelessly captivated. It is a writer's book, full of metaphors. I am stunned by the sheer intense brilliance of the words, strung along the threads of sentences into a necklace of mesmerizing beauty.
1 Corinthians 13:11-12 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
This morning I went to my bookshelf and chose, "Blue Like Jazz," by Donald Miller, to read next. Maybe because it seemed such a contrast to the last book, it drew me. I read the first words and was hopelessly captivated. It is a writer's book, full of metaphors. I am stunned by the sheer intense brilliance of the words, strung along the threads of sentences into a necklace of mesmerizing beauty.
1 Corinthians 13:11-12 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
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Yours sincerely,
Cardinella!