Old Treasures
There's no friend like a good old book! Wherever I go I try to take a book along. I've got them in the car, in both offices, stacked by my bed, at my Christian Horizons workplace. There are always books in my suitcase just in case I forget to pack them.
Books, like people, come in all sizes, colors and shapes. I love to take the dust jacket off a hardcover book and check out the binding, the color, the title engraved on the spine. The different type faces and paper colors intrigue me. The bibliographies, notes and indexes in the back always fascinate me. The dedications in the front of the book are very telling.
The cover can either make me want to dig into the book or it can turn me off reading it. Maybe I have a book fetish. If that's wrong, so be it. I'm guilty!
Want to make me happy? Give me a book! Want to upset me? Borrow a book and don't give it back.
When I take the train to Montreal or the plane to Florida, I'm always weighed down with books. What great companions! They keep me company, they never argue, never talk back and they can change my life if I allow the Holy Spirit to speak through them.
Having a good book in hand affords the blessing of a one-on-one visit with the author, quietly discovering what makes him/her tick. How else can we engage with Augustine, Madame Guyon, Nouwen or Lewis?
Yes, I'm an incurable bookaholic! It's almost bed time but I better read a chapter or three.
Good night!
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