My oldest and I read a little out loud (almost) everyday.
Something usually sparks a conversation.
Like today, we read the words "umpire conscience" in Book 2.
"Wait. Did you say 'umpire conscience?'" I asked.
"Umpire conscience," she answered.
"Umpire as in 'umpire?"' I asked again.
We had a delightful conversation about the fact that Milton probably wasn't using a baseball metaphor.
Baseball must have adopted that word for its own use.
Milton's ideas are often challenging and one has to gird up her loins to deal.
One has to be willing to admit error and guilt to the Lord and to oneself and to the person you are reading with.
I wish I had read this when I was a teenager or when I was in my twenties or even my thirties.
I would have grown up sooner.