you've got to get out of the boat.
Yep, that is the title of the latest book that I have decided to read....when I say "decided" I'm not quite sure whether I had much choice!
You see, it all began a few weeks ago when in church a guy stood up and said that he felt someone in the church needed to read this book called "If You Want to Walk on Water, You've Got to Get Out of the Boat" and he was going to leave in on the vestibule table for whoever it was felt prompted to read it. 'That's nice reading for that person' I thought to myself, not for me though. I still had a look however after church to see if it had gone or not from the table.
A week or so later, our section of the CE had been moved to a different room in the church, a room above the vestibule (we are normally in a room at the back of the church). As I was coming down the stairs afterwards, on the table in the vestibule the copy of this book had appeared back. I pointed this out to my sister-in-law who told me to take it and read it but I said no no it was for someone else.
The following week I was looking through the books in Ian's room and my eye was drawn straight to the title of one book "If You Want to Walk on Water, You've Got to Get Out of the Boat" I have never seen this book in Ian's bookshelf before (and I should have noticed a book because the bookcase is mostly full of dvds) but still, I didn't take it...
The next time I was in Ian's room the book was no longer in the bookcase.....it was sitting on top of some old videos right in front of the bookcase. I thought this was weird, I must have taken it out of the bookcase but not remembered. Still, I didn't take it although I was beginning to think it was maybe a sign.
Finally, last week when I walked into Ian's room, the book wasn't sitting on top of the videos in front of the bookcase. At last! I'm not being told something! And then I spotted it....IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FLOOR. Right in my way, I couldn't have walked past it. Ian must have flung it behind him when he went to get the videos and left it there. It didn't matter anyway because it still got there didn't it and Ian was completely unaware of this debate that was ongoing in my head as to whether or not I was meant to read this book so he didn't do it on purpose. I often think, if I had of ignored it once more, the next time I'd have looked it would have been in my bag!!
"Ok God, I get the hint, I'll read the book."
So I asked Ian if I could borrow it (because I'm polite like that) and off I went on my merry way. Good bus reading material I thought. I spend at least 40-50 mins on a bus journey in total to and from work and I enjoy having something to read so I thought this would be perfect because I had actually just finished reading a book.
So, it's by John Ortberg who is quite a deep writer (not necessarily an easy read for half 8 in the morning) but I've tried my best all week to get started into it and have only found that I've read, in the past 4 days, 10 pages. It's because what I am reading is making me stop and think so much and then after a while I'm thinking to myself, do I really want to think this much for a day and not voice any of my thoughts?
It's obviously something I think (and God thinks) I should read so I decided that as I read this book, I am going to blog about it to help me along.
So whether you join me on the venture is up to you....
