Thursday Thoughts...

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counsellor, a multitude of counsellors. 

Henry Ward

Book ARE so many things, in so many ways, to so many different people. At this time of year when I am giving books as gifts, receiving books as gifts and in strange twists of fortune ending up getting books I have bought for others, I wonder to myself - what might this book be to others?

Sometimes I share books because they have been so powerful or pertinent to me at the time; only to find others less impressed and definitely not as deeply moved as I was.

Sometimes folk gift me books that they are sure I will love; and I find that I can understand why but am not as excited nor passionate about it as they are.

Sometimes I buy a book for a friend and end up having to get my own copy because I know I would love it! 

Books land in our lives at different times and receive different welcomes depending on how things are with us.  No rhyme, no reason and no judgement.

Sometimes they fill whole a small hole in your hear that you hadn't even realised was there!

I think however that I have found one book that most everybody would enjoy.  

You can read about the story behind it here... but it is truly beautiful, an antidote to so much of the worry and concern and difficulty in this world as people answer respond to the question "Would you tell me a love story?"

An absolute keeper and one to dip into time and again to be lifted up by love.