Usually, I speed read through the books I select. I write all over them, with underlines, marks, and extensive notes in the margins. Reading for me is like a relentless march to the sea. once in a while, however, I discover a book with a depth that puts me in full stop. one such book is Knowing God by J. I. Packer. Last year I read through page 166 of it’s 279 pages–and stopped dead. The book–constructed from some 22 solid lessons about God–did not bend to my will, did not succumb to my fast pace. At page 166 I paused long enough to realize I had missed something, and the realization prevented my return. There is something deeper there. A slower pace is required. I have resolved to begin again. It is my intention to document my journey in this space.
