The Crooked Books
I was looking at our bookshelf today wondering why a bookshelf looks so much more interesting when some books are placed on the shelf laying down, placed at angle, etc against the straight books. I mean, isn’t it a better use of bookshelf space to place them all upright, in an orderly fashion? Don’t folks like looking at straight and orderly rather than messy and disorganized? Look at a library – everything is in its’ place with no surprises – just as you’d expect.
Life isn’t like a library, though. Our own bookshelf is a mirror image of our lives – try as we might, God keeps pulling straight books off the shelf and stacking them up to keep the straight ones from falling, placing others at weird angles, while strangely leaving other books at just the perfect spot begging to be touched and read. It always seems the crooked books are the ones with torn corners and well read. The crooked books invite relationship.
Tell me, who would you rather spend time with in a coffee shop – a bookshelf full of vertically placed books or a bookshelf mixed with a bunch of crookedly placed books?



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