Oh, How He Loves Us. Oh!
In my first book, “Lessons Learned on Bull Run Road”, I wrote about my summer love affair with the bookmobile from the East Carroll Parish Library. I couldn’t find an image of that old vehicle but it looked a whole lot like this.
For a little booklover at the end of a dirt road, miles from a public library, that bus of books lumbering down our country road looked like a traveling amusement park. Granted, I did have a problem with the bookmobile’s rule of six books per child, but I soon found a way around that, too. I’d do chores for my sisters in exchange for their book count, since they weren’t all fired up about reading, anyway. Score!
Picture mini me headed back up the drive with my mother lode, eighteen books. Life was good.
Fast forward with me, if you will. It appears my little radio talk show, ATS LIVE has garnered the attention of book publicists everywhere as they are sending me books by the boatload. Please hear me, I don’t think this is because I’m setting the world on fire with my Monday evening talk show as much as it is about the extreme volume of books out there and the need for today’s author to get in front of eyes and ears. Whatever the reason, practically every single work day, a big brown truck lumbers down my long driveway and a sweet fellow gets out and hands me books. Free books. Do you see the pattern? I didn’t. Not for the longest anyway.
And then, one day, I was walking back inside with a stack of freshly delivered books when literally out of the blue two words fell into my heart. “You’re welcome.” Just that quickly, the scene around me faded and I was rooted to the spot, thinking about that mini me longing for books and this grown-up me awash in ’em.
I share this story, dear listener, to celebrate the incredible intimacy of our Heavenly Father who sees the end from the beginning. I’m not His favorite. You are. And you, and you, and you. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believes in Him would not perish but would have everlasting life.” John 3:16
He knows us, one and all. He knows what makes us tick and what ticks us off– and He loves us, everyone. Oh, how He loves us. Oh.
Hugs, Shellie
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You brought back fond memories of the book mobile that came to my neighborhood in Des Moines, IA when I was. young girl. I had no sisters and only two non reading brothers that I could barter with for extra books. But I had a best friend and we each checked out our alloted six and then exchanged them to read. That visit was the highlight of my week. Recently, I have desperately been trying to carve out reading time. What with blogs, texts, emails, etc. I am falling way behind on my reading list. And then there’s TV…. I am trying to cut out a lot of shows I watch religiously but it’s hard. I’m a child of the 50’s and 60’s and it’s what we did. I have prayed about all of this and I think I know my answer. God help me implement it, because I love to read but had forgotten how much until your post. Thanks for reminding me.
Shellie
This makes me happy– helping you remember how much you love to read and how you miss it! Keep me informed on your progress at pulling away from the tube. 🙂 I understand~