As a child, I was a reader. I read every single Beverly Cleary book (look her up) and every book in the Little House on the Prairie series. In the hot summertime with no air conditioning, I read The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder. It kept me cool that summer.
I’m also a pretty fast reader. I didn’t realize that until one of our summer visits to the public library around 7th grade or so. My sister and I put our 2-foot high stack of books on the counter as we walked in. Mrs. Floyd, the library lady exclaimed, “Why do you check out so many books?” I was puzzled and a little taken aback. I stammered, “To read them.” She continued, “You girls read all these books?” We nodded and she went back to work. I was a little proud of myself upon discovering that we were doing something not many people did.
As a teenager, our church started a library. This excited me. The library had only two shelves but through those books I discovered more information about Jim & Elisabeth Eliot, Billy Graham, Bill Wallace, Corrie ten Boom, Brother Andrew and others. I considered these people super Christians. They challenged me with their faith and obedience to God.
As I got down to the dregs of the tiny church library, I checked out a book about having a daily devotional time. I am sure I had heard many preachers and teachers tell me to read my Bible every day. I did that and literally checked the box (some of you will get that). But this book told me to get a notebook and set it up so I could write down what I learned and questions to ask myself as I read scripture: a command to obey; a promise to keep. . . . I got a blue horse notebook (which I still have) and made a place to record my insights. It changed my life. Just the act of taking a pen in hand to write down what I was learning made me focus more, meditate more, and listen more to God’s Word. In the discipleship groups I have led in recent years, I helped them set up a HEAR journal. It is from Gallaty’s book Growing Up. It is a similar format to what I used years ago.
My children are grown and married now. One day I got a text from my daughter Amy with the photo you see on this blog. This is my daughter talking with Brother Andrew. Yes, that same Brother Andrew that I read about in junior high who smuggled Bibles into eastern Europe. I got tears in my eyes. Writing this, there are tears again.
You know the phrase “you are what you eat?” It is true for our physical bodies. But what you take into your thoughts through reading can change who you are. It cannot help but impact how you raise your children. Obviously, children grow up and make decisions for themselves and you don’t make them anymore. But seeing my daughter having a conversation with Brother Andrew brought back all these memories!
Before I cry again, here is my takeaway. Spend time reading good books. We have so much entertainment at our fingertips that reading can easily be squeezed out. Sure, there are lots of good movies and shows but mostly we fritter away time on content that has no positive impact.
Watch for the next blog. Reading challenge for 2018 is on its’ way.
Brother Andrew's organization Open Doors still operates today in ministry to the persecuted church worldwide. Amy works there. Check it out.


