It's not something I have really thought much about. . . but can you imagine living in Today's society in America not knowing how to read a menu? A sign? All of the Harry Potter books? The written laws of the land??
I was speaking with my dear friend, Chelsea today, telling her how happy I was since I've picked up doing scripture study once again. . . .
I sat in class and was able to understand the material being taught because I had previously read the text book the night before. . .
I just sent a letter to Japan today to my good friend, Chad and thought of how blessed I was to be able to write to him and receive letters from him in return. Same thing in regards to Scott in Italy. . .
We are so dependent on reading and writing that it would be silly not to recognize what a blessing it is to be able to do these things.
In fact, the majority of people have been reading so often that our brains automatically do it for us. I dare you to look at a word and NOT read it. You can't.
How cool is that?
Our brains have adequately developed strong enough synapses that reading is no longer something we struggle over like we once did when we were younger (in the beginning stages of building said-synapses).
Think of all the interesting, cool, uplifting, fun, novel, literature you have ever read and what you learned from those pieces. . . you would have none of that without being able to read it!
I've studied a little bit about the development of different writing and languages (a very small amount) and its fascinating to see how far we've come. From pictographs to cuneiform and so on and so forth!
What a genius idea to keep records, and journals for future generations!
What an excellent way to spend a day--reading a fabulous book filled with some kind of insight or entertaining plot line.
What a beautiful document recorded by our forefathers of this country declaring our independence, our right to govern ourselves with a government by the people and for the people. . .
Goodness gracious.
What a gift.
I found this picture a while back quite amusing. . .
My advanced writing in psychology professor, Dr. Miller, on the first day of class had each of us fill in this sentence with one word:
Writing is .
Somebody (anonymously of course) put "a wench" in the blank space.
Dr. Miller expanded upon this person's logic.
"Yes. . . hmmm. . . wench.. . . . as in the old meaning of wench meaning a promiscuous female. . . therefore writing is seductive and sooner or later you will succumb and give in to writing, yes?"
Obviously, I doubt this was the person's original meaning. . . but Dr. Miller said it in such a way that was very entertaining and the class laughed at his witty remarks.
I think he was onto something though.
Writing is seductive and enticing--its beautiful and we are at liberty to write whatever we want, whenever we want, however we want (unless its for school, of course, than we are governed by the laws of writing "well" but it is still possible to creatively express ideas intelligently).
Writing gives us an identity, a name, a signature, something to call our own.
How powerful is that?
Very.
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