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"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."

This is as far as we made it as a family before deciding to let the older ones pursue this independently. Almost all the way through the Fellowship of the Ring!

Family read aloud!

This is a "listen to the audio while you read...and also have a podcast explain the action to you" kind of a book.

Reading a newly produced English translation of this German translation/paraphrase from the original Latin. Wolfmuller has this and many other theological deep cuts available in PDF for free on his website, https://wolfmueller.co/

The ARC has arrived in my inbox! Hooray!

This book has been sitting on our shelves for years, and NO ONE has read it. So I picked it up. Well into the 2nd third, and it's starting to feel a little sloggish. Also I'm picturing Pickett as Joaquin Phoenix's Emperor Commodus, which I don't think is the vibe the author exactly intended.

On the one hand, English boarding schools sound like they are just the worst. Paradoxically, I've come to this conclusion by reading semi-autobiographical accounts of them written by titans of English literature.

I am curious/hopeful about the prospects of the title of this book ending up being a Latin joke.

Our narrator has made sure that no one in the family will ever forget "Ho! Tom Bombadil! Tom Bombadillo!"

My Kindle Unlimited trial expires at the end of the month. Onward!

"The rivers of Your grace do not ascend up. Lofty mountains; instead, they flow down to the low-lying valleys of the humble heart."

"Who can even conceive of the magnitude and riches of Your kindness?"

It's been like 150 years (and several weeks) but somebody wandered over to the Iken section of the cemetery and I'm like TOO SOON, KATIE. <3

Gotta say, I love Sarah Lindel.

Yesterday, this book somehow 🤷‍♀️ ended up in my work bag, and I snuck in a bit of reading during the down time. But at about page 84, I put it away, sensing a big looming ugly cry on the horizon.

Yep.

Cry count: I don't know, 6? The book is a safe 20-minute car ride away, and I still just teared up thinking too much about what I read. I'm traumatized. I'll be ok.

God as narrator is such a gutsy move, my husband thinks I must be mistaken about this. Omniscient 3rd person present tense narration almost always comes off as pretentious or ridiculous or both, but, theoretically, if your narrator is actually a credible take on the Almighty, it should work. 🤷‍♀️ Anyway, this narrator works in Whistle Grove on several levels, and that is kiiind of amazing.