Lately I have been reading through a stack of my books lying on the floor of my library waiting to be shelved; being sick does have some advantages. Several of these books were written by some of my professors in the seminary, which brings me to the point of this post.
As I finished one of them last night I couldn’t help but hear the author’s voice as I read each page. I heard not my own voice but my professor’s voice and it almost seemed as though I was in class again (which I very much miss).
It seems to me that personally knowing an author helps a book to come more alive and makes retention much easier.
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