As may be recalled, there was a bit of hesitancy over the hows and whens that the last Harry Potter was going to be watched. I did want to see it in the theater but I was ok waiting. I hadn’t seen a Harry Potter movie in the theater for a while and so what would missing this one hurt? But then there was the whole “Heather will fall asleep” conundrum. So, last Friday, Heather and I caught the 10:20 show with my sister, Kyleigh, and her boyfriend. It was watched and enjoyed.
My heart on this matter is that I am a reader and I really would like Heather to get the same passion out of reading that I do. I read more than Children’s Lit, by the way; my taste is as varied as the types of music that I listen to (which is quite a lot). I always thought, after I figured I would get married, that my wife and I would read the same books and talk about them. Throughout the Harry potter series we would watch the movies, which are little more than cliff-notes, and I would fill her in on the vital parts that the movie glossed over. Like Winky. Poor Winky.
God gave me a mate for my help. He knew exactly who I needed to partnered with. Someone full of grace ,and patience, and love, and patience. I could not, or would not, ask for anyone else.
I’m afraid I’m making her sound illiterate. She’s not. Right now she’s reading David Platt’s Radical, which I have already read and maybe we’ll talk about it when she’s done. We are also doing a devotional together from Matthias Media. We do do things together, and our current situation is giving us a lot of time together. It’s been nice. Full of prayer. And nice.