I want to be more like this in 2009:
"Many a night I woke to the murmur of paper and knew [Dad] was up, sitting in the kitchen with frayed King James--oh, but he worked that book; he held to it like a rope ladder. I remember creeping out once... and there he was, holy Bible on the table top and himself bent to it, his back cupped as a weasel's; when I tapped his arm he sat up straight, his breath seizing a moment as if the motion hurt." (Leif Enger, Peace Like a River, p. 103)
I want to grow increasingly thirsty for God and his word this year.
- Chris
"Many a night I woke to the murmur of paper and knew [Dad] was up, sitting in the kitchen with frayed King James--oh, but he worked that book; he held to it like a rope ladder. I remember creeping out once... and there he was, holy Bible on the table top and himself bent to it, his back cupped as a weasel's; when I tapped his arm he sat up straight, his breath seizing a moment as if the motion hurt." (Leif Enger, Peace Like a River, p. 103)
I want to grow increasingly thirsty for God and his word this year.
- Chris
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