Our Tuesday fox posed this week’s topic: Have you revisited an old favorite book/movie? How did it change for you as you got older?
There are very few movies or books that I would dub as favorites. I just don’t watch many movies at all, so when I’m asked about my favorites, I struggle to choose one because it takes me so long to remember the ones I’ve seen. Once I watch a movie or television show, I very rarely watch it again. When I watch a show for the second or third time, it’s usually because Whatshisname has forgotten that he’s already seen it, and I’m too lazy to leave the room.
I never re-read a novel. Once I’ve read it, I usually donate or give it away (paper books). Ebooks are opened again only if I’m reading or writing a sequel and want to look up something from the first one.
So thinking of a story I’ve “lived through” more than once and discussing how it changed for me is a real challenge. I thought perhaps there might be stories I’d read as a child and then read to my children, but then I remembered that once my daughters learned to read, they actually preferred to read the books themselves rather than listen to me read to them. The only books they allowed me to read TO them were the Little Golden Books and some board books and that was a LONG time ago. I haven’t really revisited them, even when my grandchildren were being read to.
I thought I could go with a book series I’d read and then revisited in a television series. But there wasn’t all that much time between the time I read the books and the time I watched the stories unfold on the screen. Other than a few things being changed and other conflicts simplified, it was basically the same experience.
I pondered all day Saturday without coming up with a single idea, and late in the afternoon I finally decided to sleep on it. I closed my laptop and started to prepare for the following day. And as I gathered the things I would need for church service, the answer finally hit me – the one book I’ve referred to since I could read and never stopped learning from is my Bible.
Growing up, my brothers and I attended Sunday School and catechism classes regularly. We also attended youth groups, and in each of those settings we learned Bible verses and were immersed in the stories within. I remember learning all the “Thou shalt nots” and warnings about punishments, and as a young girl I guess I viewed these rules in a negative light. It wasn’t until I got to my final years of high school that I realized that the Good Book holds so much positivity, hopefulness, and cheer. These are the promises I hold close, while adhering to the directions given. It’s no longer simply a Book of Rules, it’s a Book of Happiness, and that’s what keeps me smiling.