When I was 19 reading was, for me, a ‘guilty’ pleasure. I would read whatever I could get my hands on. I would stay up till the early hours of the morning reading, promising myself just one more chapter. It was an escape from the world around me, but at the same time it broadened the horizons of my world, and it ordered, shaped, and solidified my thinking.
Reading helped me not just to make sense of my world, but to compare it to times and seasons past, to other places in the world, and to countless possible futures.
So I was thinking this morning about the verse in Hebrews that says quite categorically:
“And without faith it is impossible to please him, for whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him.” (Hebrews 11:6 ESV)