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A Lovely Balance

NYC Day 3 013 Yesterday Jack and I did a pre-event interview, said hello to the team at St Martin’s Press, and then wandered up Fifth Avenue people-watching for the afternoon. The Diamond District (hello, Kimberley Process); the Flower District; the “every fast food known to humanity” District; up we walked.

For those unfamiliar with NYC, it is organized in numbered streets so you can always tell which way you want to go… supposedly. Somewhere around the 50s we passed St. Thomas Church, which advertised an Evensong for 5:30 pm. It was 5, so we went in and sat down. All the cell phone people and sirens and other street sounds faded. The boys were practicing. Sweet voices, high ceilings.

Evensong included a song from Thomas Tallis, and the usual collects and psalms and a hymn. We loved the quiet, reverent worship. High church is not our usual thing, being Quakers, but it’s nice to know that God has so many people worshiping Him in so many ways.

From the church we left, calmer than we’d entered, and went downtown to watch the Times Square lights coming on in the dark. Big, beautiful buildings full of power and amusements. They were pretty. And tall.

But their ostentatious display seemed somehow vapid after that lovely Evensong. Like an overdressed woman standing next to a tulip garden. There’s beauty, and there’s beautiful reality.NYC Day 2 047

NYC is pretty to look at come nightfall. God loves humanity and wants to help us.

It’s good to know there’s balance in the world.


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God, Frankenstein, and Book Karma

Last week a lady came in and asked if we had Dean Koontz’s five-book Frankenstein series. We had three of them for three dollars each; did she want to order the others? They’d run about five dollars per.

Yes, she did, but we recognized the hem and haw of someone who didn’t have enough money to do what she wanted immediately. We told her to just come on back when she was ready and we’d order them. She bought the first book and we put the other two we had in stock (books 4 and 5, sadly) aside for her.

About three days later, a man came with two tubs of books left over from his wife’s garage sale. Janet Evanovich, Sara Paratesky, and, yes, you guessed it, Dean Koontz. And which Koontzes? 

Volumes 2 and 3 of the missing Frankensteins.

When the lady came back in expecting to spend $10 and wait awhile for her prize, we charged her $6 and sent her home with the next two. It’s just something that happens in the bookstore. A lot, actually.

Jack says it’s God looking after people who deserve more than they can afford.

I don’t know how God feels about Koontz books – after all the guy did write that one about his dog being an angel – but I’m pretty sure of how He feels about people in general, and poor people in particular.

But then, if God were attending to that level of detail in everyone’s life 24/7, the question of why He allows other, less pleasant things to happen rears its ugly head. That way lies madness – or prosperity theology, believing that God only wants us to be rich and happy. Or, as I said, madness.

God certainly has more serious issues than pulp fiction to attend to every day; I don’t understand why bad things happen to good people. But maybe sometimes Sparrow Watcher God also keeps those as need reading material in sight. 



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