I stopped at an estate sale this afternoon. It was a nice house in a subdivision right next to a golf course, so naturally I expected to see some higher end furniture. Most of the house already pretty empty, they were caring out some of the last furniture pieces as I came in. There wasn’t much left, except for the smaller household items in the garage.
As I was looking through some of the tools and odds and ends, I noticed a shelf with thirty to forty books on it. I always find someones collection of books to be telling. It is one thing to have a book on a particular topic, but usually if there are several similar books it must have been important to someone. Reading through the titles there were quite a few books about divorce and the spines revealed that they had been well read. On a shelf just below were three more books. Three Gideon Bibles. Three new Gideon Bibles. You know when you open a book for the first time and it gives some resistance, the pages all still straight, the binding still strong?
I couldn’t help but think about this person who was seeking for truth and guidance at a hard time in life. While searching through the wisdom of the world they had three copies of all the truth this world has ever needed right there on their bookshelf. I couldn’t help but think that if the world could have just a little bit more of that truth, maybe there would be less of a need for those divorce books. Maybe there would be a little less hardship, a little more love. But the question I could’t hep but ask was not about this person that I know nothing of. I couldn’t help but ask that if I believe that the truth in those three books can change hearts and give hope am I doing all that I can to share it with a world who is starving for the truth?
The world is starving, and they hoard the bread of life.
As the Father has sent me, even so I am sending you.