Bound For Reading

In a conversation that I had with my friend, Julie, I asked her if she wanted to read my current book. She exclaimed: “No way. I’m currently reading six books and can’t add another to the mix.” For the most part, I’m a one-book-at-a-time kind of girl, but currently I am reading two and switching from one to another, and I’ll tell you why.

When I started reading Fool-Proofing Your Life by Jan Silvius, I knew it would be the kind of book that will hold me accountable and I bought a journal just for it!
This book is based on the book of Proverbs that states that the definition of a fool is someone who does not consult God, always thinks they are right and does not listen to another’s opinion. See Proverbs 12:15. Fools use anger to control you. Jan Silvius was a Precept Bible Teacher with Kay Arthur. Her background in Christian counseling and deep knowledge of God’s Word attests to the wisdom of dealing with people. Relationships are important to me; thus, I’ve been journaling as much as reading. After she explains what a fool is, she teaches you how to improve relationships.

I balance this book with a humorous book my Mom sent, Marley and Me, by John Grogan. We have a black lab mix, also named Marley that we adopted six years ago. He in no way gets into as much trouble as Marley in the book! These two books are my current reads right now and I’m enjoying them as I switch back and forth. Both stir a great deal of emotion in me.

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