As those who have read my blog for a while know, one of the things that most intrigues me is why we read, and how books interact with our lives. I really like books that talk about this topic and will recommend them heartily. I’ve also discussed the fact that one of my ongoing sadnesses is the fact that my youngest is not a reader.

The other day, I heard this lovely StoryCorps piece on my NPR station. While I don’t condone stealing (or borrowing without asking)* the story was incredibly touching and tied in with my thoughts. This is how it ended: "I credit Mrs. Grady for getting me in the habit of enjoying reading, so that I was able to go to law school and survive," Neal said.

What a gift that Mrs. Grady gave, and I pray that the same gift is given to my reluctant reader at some point in his life, and with trembling, it may even be from me. It is also a reminder that we touch the lives of those around us. As we prepare for a new Church School year, it is a something I need to remember in the classes that I co-teach.

*This is a repost for those who read my Facebook, my apologies