What did I learn from my reading this week?
I was in the mood for a Christian romance and my good friend Becca had just passed one about a wandering cowboy along to me. I zipped right through it and then picked up another one about a girl from Georgia and a European prince. Now as I was reading there were a few times that I may have chuckled at the love sparkling in the character’s eyes and their thudding hearts and gushes of feelings expressed with flowery glory. So if I find romances so silly, why do I read them? There is something relaxing about romances. The girl always gets her man. There may be struggles and pain and confusion and broken hearts along the way. But in the end I know that I will be able to close the book with a sigh of satisfaction. Sometimes you need to get away and dream foolish dreams. And a romance is the perfect companion for that kind of day.