Today, August 9, 2018, is Book Lovers Day. This is a holiday all lovers of God’s truth should celebrate.
We live in a “reading” dispensation. Believers are those who take God at His word. There are no signs, wonders, or apostolic powers of any kind today. The word of God alone is the “apostle” to the nations.
I hated reading when I was younger. I had read only one book by the time I was eighteen – it was a novel called “That Was Then, This Is Now.” If I had known there was a movie version of the book starring Emilio Estevez, I would have seen the movie instead.
But in my late teens I developed a hunger for God. I tried to satisfy that hunger by going to various meetings and churches, and I even tried to partake in “Pentecostal experiences” as I was told these were the way to God. I found out, however, the “churches” were more about building their “ministries” than growing in the knowledge of God, and I was too honest to fake the “Pentecostal experiences” that were supposed to be “of God.” The “churches” and “experiences” taught me nothing substantial about God – NOTHING. If I had continued on that route, my God would have remained hidden behind the paraphernalia of religion.
It wasn’t until I, the kid who hated reading, resolved to open God’s book that light began to flow. Reading God’s Word, searching and seeing, is God’s method for today. This requires patience, diligence, and a love for truth. I remember those early days of searching God’s truth. It was 1990. My wife and I were newlyweds with a newborn baby. Becky worked at Kohls Department Stores that year, and during the Christmas season her shift covered the extended holiday hours. I’d come home from work around six, she’d hand me my baby boy, and then head to work till after 2 am. My son would fall asleep around eight, and then I’d study at the kitchen table till 2 am. From November through December of 1990 I was putting in six hours a night. Here was this stupid kid with a D-Minus average in high school, and who had read only one book his entire life, now reading the Bible cover to cover along with supplemental materials. My hunger for God’s word is still the same to this day.
Always remember this – religious tyrants always discourage independent study. That’s why during America’s colonial era, religious and political leaders hated printing presses as they believed reading breeds rebellion. Religious tyrants knew they couldn’t control independent students -think long and hard about that.
If you are not a reader, I encourage you to become one. I did. Reading never came natural for me. If I can become a reader – so can you. I became a reader BECAUSE I knew it was the only way I could learn about God. I can’t “search and see” if I don’t read. Now I love reading. My love for God’s truth has led to a love of history, science, and any kind of subject you can imagine. The hunger for God’s Word has opened worlds to me.
So I say with all joy —- Happy #BookLoversDay
“Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book.”
“To be without books,” exclaimed Ruskin, “is the abyss of penury; don’t endure it.” Books that we own after awhile become actual companions. “He that loveth a book,” says Isaac Barrow, “will never want a faithful friend, a wholesome counsellor, a cheerful companion or effectual comforter. By study, by reading, by thinking, one may innocently divert and pleasantly entertain himself as in a weathers, so in all fortune.”
Let the toast be what Alfonso, King of Aragon was wont to say were the four best things of life: “Old wood burn! Old wine to drink! Old friends to converse with! Old books to read!” Sic itur ad astra.
Old Book Smell…“Lignin, the stuff that prevents all trees from adopting the weeping habit, is a polymer made up of units that are closely related to vanillin. When made into paper and stored for years, it breaks down and smells good. Which is how divine providence has arranged for secondhand bookstores to smell like good quality vanilla absolute, subliminally stoking a hunger for knowledge in all of us.”
—From Luca Turin and Tania Sanchez’s Perfumes: The Guide