About two weeks ago I picked a book up off of my shelf that has been there for fifteen years. I originally bought it on the recommendation of a friend. Surely if they were impacted by the book – I would too. Right? But that didn’t happen.
I’ve made a couple of attempts over the years to make it through this book as an act of discipline. But, as I recall, my attempts have always been kind of hit and miss.
I’m not sure what brought the change – but over these last several days I have found a new friend in this book. It almost feels like I wasn’t ready before now to hear its message. I don’t declare that as bad – just real. Sometimes even the most powerful messages have to wait – because I’m just not ready.
I hate that…but I get it.
I just completed reading this book cover to cover – reading some passages multiple times. I felt encouraged and challenged by its message in ways I don’t remember before. It’s almost as if this book has been waiting for me to catch up with its message.
I wonder how many other messages are waiting for me to catch up.