Books & strangers

Today I decided to contribute some of my old books to a little free library. It was mostly filled with old romances in paperback, and I wondered what effect my contributions might have. Later, as I sat on my blanket in a park, an older woman called out to me that I had the perfect spot and asked if I had been praying. I said I was not, but I could. She said, "Pray for me!" And she added, "to Jesus! Don't pray to the wrong one!" I thought about how I had been curious about what effect my old books might have on someone and remembered that one of them was A God Who Looks Like Me and wondered if the universe had delivered some kind of answer.