What books are y’all reading these days? I’m working on the Georgette Heyer book, The Grand Sophy that was a favorite of my mom’s – this is probably my second read-through. I’m re-reading Surprised by Oxford, for the third or fourth time. It’s a memoir written by Carolyn Weber about her experience in unexpectedly finding Christ at Oxford. The commentary on Hosea by John Calvin is one that I’m plodding through and don’t expect to finish any time soon. I’m enjoying the book The Things of Earth, Treasuring God by Enjoying His Gifts, by Joe Rigney. My husband and I are reading through a book called How to be Unlucky by Joshua Gibbs, a second read-through for me and first for him.
Quotes from the Commonplace Book
There, peeping among the cloud-wracked above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end, the Shadow was only a small and passing thing; there was light and high beauty forever beyond its reach. …for a moment, his own fate, and even his master’s, ceased to trouble him. He crawled back into the brambles and laid himself by Frodo’s side, and putting away all fear, he cast himself into a deep untroubled sleep.
JRR Tolkien, The Return of the King
I always found that to be such a lovely quote near the end of The Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien. In the midst of the most oppressive darkness over Frodo and Sam while they march forward to Mount Doom, Tolkien inserts this beautiful meditation by Sam as he sees a star peeping through the nearly unbreakable cloud cover. That last part reminds me of 1 Peter 5:7, in which we are told to “cast all our anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.”
Being a writer doesn’t just mean writing. It means finishing.
Andrew Peterson, Adorning the Dark p. 15
Ouch, Andrew.
The tyranny of evil looks like love until you mount resistance. Underneath the velvet glove there lurks the iron fist.
Andree Sue Peterson
A guest in my home is God in my home.
Polish Saying
Would it be tyranny if I delete this in the morning?
Lynniebeemuseoday 
Thank you! I think I’ll look into reading the Oxford memoir
as well as The Things of Earth.
I also took the time to re-read some of your older posts, from back in 2020. I have two words to try to add to my vocabulary as well as a notes about robins and squirrels!
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Ha ha – now I want to know what those words were!
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Quotidian and prestidigitation
I will tell you the three words that my brother taught me
as a young child, words more common, but in the interest of
expanding my horizons: Anthropology, egonthalathupe and nepotism.
Another word used a lot in our family was gaposis.
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Those are good ones! I’m going to have to look a couple of them up. Good old Phil!!
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