Tales together

We gathered together after supper. Dad read aloud from Tales of the Resistance. Sheba did her cross-stich while listening (she has almost completed the border of an enormous table cloth). Asha lay back on her 'Opa' and listened. Enoch lay on the floor. I sat next to Sheba and entered another world.

Books have bring us together. We travel into other lands when we hear stories read out. Our hearts are stirred by something deep - especially when the book resonates with the truth of the Kingdom. Tales of the Resistance by David and Karen Mains does that for us. A heroic tale - with so much of who we are today identifiable in it. We are being swept along. And to have Dad reading it to us is the icing on the cake.

What a privilege to be together. Dad is with us for a few days while Mum is with Premi and Lloyd in Anchorage, Alaska. Every day is precious. Tomorrow Dad goes for a few days to Hyderabad before spending another 4 days with us. Then off to Delhi to be with Stefan and Neeru and Ashish and Anajali. We treasure his love for us - which is an expression of His love for us. Reading together is a bit of this made visible.