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“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” –Dr. Seuss
  
I stumbled upon this quote twice in the last two days. I quite like this philosophy on life and love.
That’s me as an evil squirrel. Obviously. Thought it might be a good addition to this post.
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I’ve been enjoying the occasional escape into Sarah Addison Allen’s whimsical worlds. She develops her lovable characters, flaws and all, around food, love, a little magic, and some secrets. In The Sugar Queen one of her characters finds books appearing out of nowhere just when she “needs” them. I’m also recently into Beth Moore’s So Long Insecurity. I know it sounds a little bit like a cheese-ball of self-help, but it’s not. It’s so good. 

Anyway, I think this quote is worth sharing. It’s sweet. It moved me. Even though I’m not a person that reads all the time, or even every day (it’s easier to watch TV, do the dishes, blog… etc.). I love the warmth of a good book and, especially, discovering one that’s hard to put down.

Just So You Know

By: Sarah Addison Allen

You fall in love with every book you touch. You never break the spine or tear the pages. That would be cruel. You have secret favorites but, when asked, you say that you could never choose. But did you know that books fall in love with you, too?

They watch you from the shelf while you sleep. Are you dreaming of them, they wonder, in that wistful mood books are prone to at night when they’re bored and there’s nothing else to do but tease the cat.

Remember that pale yellow book you read when you were sixteen? It changed your world, that book. It changed your dreams. You carried it around until it was old and thin and sparkles no longer rose from the pages and filled the air when you opened it, like it did when it was new. You should know that it still thinks of you. It would like to get together sometime, maybe over coffee next month, so you can see how much you’ve both changed.

And the book about the donkey your father read to you every night when you were three, it’s still around – older, a little worse for wear. But it still remembers the way your laughter made its pages tremble with joy.

Then there was that book, just last week, in the bookstore. It caught your eye. You looked away quickly, but it was too late. You felt the rush. You picked it up and stroked your hand over its glassy cover. It knew you were The One. But, for whatever reason, you put it back and walked away. Maybe you were trying to be practical. Maybe you thought there wasn’t room enough, time enough, energy enough.

But you’re thinking about it now, aren’t you?
You fall in love so easily.
But just so you know, they do, too.

[This essay first appeared as a Valentine’s Day 2010 “More in Store” feature for Barnes & Noble’s Nook.]

Happy almost Thursday, almost Friday, almost weekend! ❤

I get weekly mass emails from the lead pastor of my church, titled, “Just A Thought… from Alan”. Sometimes I breeze through them or take a quick note of upcoming events, but I also like to see what Alan has to say. He is one of the most genuine, passionate people I have ever met and I am consistently moved by his preaching and his person. Today, Alan had this quote to pass on:

How dare you approach the mercy-seat of God on the basis of what kind of day you had, as if that were the basis for our entrance into the presence of the sovereign and holy God? No wonder we cannot beat the Devil. This is works theology. It has nothing to do with grace and the exclusive sufficiency of Christ. Nothing.
 
Do you not understand that we overcome the accuser on the ground of the blood of Christ? Nothing more, nothing less. That is how we win. It is the only way we win. This is the only ground of our acceptance before God. If you drift far from the cross, you are done. You are defeated.
 
We overcome the accuser of our brothers and sisters, we overcome our consciences, we overcome our bad tempers, we overcome our defeats, we overcome our lusts, we overcome our fears, we overcome our pettiness on the basis of the blood of the Lamb.

-D.A. Carson, Scandalous: The Cross and Resurrection of Jesus
Thank you, Lord, that at the accuser’s lies, I can point to the cross. Thank you that on my “worst” days and my “best” days, I am equally desperate for you. 
 

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