I’ve been tagged by my friend Joyce for a a ‘meme’ that originated with mulier-fortis….He apparently has a new kindle– to which I haven’t yet succumbed. Not that I haven’t tried; it just doesn’t work out for me.
We are asked in this ‘meme’ (an idea, behavior or style that spreads from person to person within a culture..The word meme is a shortening (modeled on gene) of mimeme (from Ancient Greek μίμημα Greek pronunciation: [míːmɛːma] mīmēma, “something imitated), to name three of our favorite religious books, followed by tagging five others to do the same.
I encounter two problems with this. First, I have no idea how to narrow my choices down to three. There are so many books that have stood the test of time and remained with me through my Protestant years and my reversion to the Catholic faith.
Second, all the people I know already get named which is why I love to meet new bloggers when they visit here…
New friends broaden the horizons as they say.
So, my three books have been wrested from out of the treasury on my bookshelves. Two of them have tear-stains on them because they were my friends when I thought I had none. One was given to me four years ago by my spiritual director the first week she met me. It doesn’t have tear stains….just pages of underlining. Not counting the Bible, (which I read before and above any of my favorite books) I like either the Revised Standard Version or the Douay Rheims, here are my other three:
- Streams in the Desert, Mrs Charles E Cowman. This is the one with tear stains. The first edition was released in 1925. They are the thoughts, quotations and inspirations which helped sustain Mrs Cowman during her missionary years in Japan and China. —“particularly the six years she nursed her dying husband.”
- The Practice of the Presence of God, Brother Lawrence. These are the compelling words written by a cloistered 17th century brother, “whose only ambition was to remain always in the presence of God.” This book has been on my shelf over 25 years.
- This Tremendous Lover, M. Eugene Boylan. This is the one my spiritual director gave me and told me to reread every year ….very slowly. It is a spiritual classic in which a Trappist monk “speaks clearly and perceptively to the world of priest, religious or layperson still ” in the world”. “
Aunt Caroline, the oldest asks…can I have some sausages with my pancakes?
What’s so funny? my nephew asks.
There hasn’t been any meat in that refrigerator for over 15 years. Son, if you want some meat we’re going to have to go get us a squirrel out back.