Welcome back, friends! Today is a great day in our household, as my older son graduates from high school this day. Much rejoicing. But in my heart I know it also means another milestone closer to the day he spreads his wings and flies. That will be a bittersweet day, as I love him and enjoy his company so much. But this is how life works, and I am very grateful for the beautiful young man he has grown up to be.
Anyway, between preparing for this special day and reading Dan Brown's Inferno, I have been a little light on the posts. But this week was about the Book of Tobit, which, if you haven't read it, I heartily recommend. It is a short, warm and engaging story.
Here are this week's posts:
Blame It On Dante
Tobit 1-3
Tobit 4-8
And here is the link to Sunday Snippets
Sunday Snippets--June 2, 2013
Enjoy and have a great week!
John
Showing posts with label Dan Brown. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dan Brown. Show all posts
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Blame It On Dante
It's Dante's fault. Really. Actually it's Dan Brown's fault. Ok, it's my fault. I apologize for no posts so far this week, but I am trying to pin it on someone else. Dan Brown's new novel is Inferno, whose central character (other than Robert Langdon, of course) is 100 Cantos of pure literary genius--the Divine Comedy. And more specifically, the first 33 Cantos, otherwise known as Inferno.
I know, I know. Dan Brown is no friend of the Church, and sadly that hasn't changed in this book. But he can write a cheesy page turner that weaves in art, history, architecture, literature, and some of my favorite cities like no one else--at least no one else I've read. High literature it is not. The plot, like others before, is wacky and extremely far-fetched. A lark! But I quite enjoyed it. It's fiction, people! No matter what the author himself claims. Call it a guilty pleasure.
I will soon return to the great book, resuming our trek through the Bible--restarting at the Book of Tobit.
I know, I know. Dan Brown is no friend of the Church, and sadly that hasn't changed in this book. But he can write a cheesy page turner that weaves in art, history, architecture, literature, and some of my favorite cities like no one else--at least no one else I've read. High literature it is not. The plot, like others before, is wacky and extremely far-fetched. A lark! But I quite enjoyed it. It's fiction, people! No matter what the author himself claims. Call it a guilty pleasure.
I will soon return to the great book, resuming our trek through the Bible--restarting at the Book of Tobit.
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