The earliest history of Book Clubs, that I could find, dated back to the early 1600’s, with women discussing everything from church sermons, the political, commercial and scientific topics of the day, to their own writings of poetry and prose.
Back when I was the mom of a preschooler, I belonged to a little book club with a group of other stay-at-home moms. We would get together over lunch and wine to discuss the books we had chosen to read. The only book I can recall from that time is The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller. I remember discussing the quality of the writings attributed to the man and the woman in the book.
That was a long time ago and I have, ever since, longed to belong to a book club. And this past Wednesday night, I joined my second book club with a group of women from my church. This will be a very different book club as we will be studying the book, Finding I AM by Lysa Terkeurst. An evening book club with tea and dessert.
But the fellowship, which is perhaps the most important part of the getting together, will be much the same. One where a group of women can strengthen their relationships with one another and become stronger individuals because of it.
I am very much looking forward to growing closer with these women. This being said, if anyone is starting a book club over lunch and wine, I’m in!