Day 19

I want to remember

I want to remember why I love to read. I was going to be very specific and say: “read scripture” this morning. But, it goes beyond scripture for me on the Sabbath day. 

I want to remember why I started reading books in general. I distinctly remember it was in third grade. I was only placed in mainstream classes the year before. I was still the kid that was different. I hadn’t made friends yet, and I was bullied a lot.

Quiet reading time was a good thing for me. I could be anywhere but where I was through my imagination. After one of the rare times, my mother actually went to parent/teacher’s conference; we got more time to read so I could stay caught up with class. This meant that I could improve my skill and speed, and soon, I was reading faster than most in my class.

Come summer time, when I was at home all.the.time. Reading was my real vacation. Hours on end with my books. Afternoons in the library picking new ones. Reading was fun.

When we would go to mass on Sundays, reading was how I kept myself somewhat interested. And, once I was introduced to other scriptures, reading became and still is my primary method for hearing the message that the Holy Spirit has for me.