i just glanced down at the desk area in front of my computer and started laughing. i had, earlier today, moved a few stacks around, and had put three books in a little stack right in front of my monitor, because all of them require some bit of action from me in the next few days. my laughter was due to the realization that — i’m fairly confident — never before or again will these three books sit in an exclusive stack together, anywhere in the universe:
on the bottom of the stack is… The Complex Christ: signs of emergence in the urban church, by Kester Brewin (a London emerging church leader). i met kester last night, and he gave me this copy, which i’m really looking forward to reading.
in the middle is… Praise Habit: finding God in sunsets and sushi, by David Crowder. i recently finished this book (ooh, i forgot to list it in my “books i’ve read in the last couple months post” below), and am due to send David comments about it (which will be very positive — it’s both whimsical and deep, rich with both story and insight).
and on top of the stack (drum roll please)… Battle Cry for a Generation: the fight to save america’s youth, by Ron Luce. Long story that i’m not sure i am ready to post about here (because it’s so fresh and feels so vulnerable, and i DO NOT want to turn it into a talk example or objectify it), but Ron and I recently had a fairly significant connection, which i would never have expected, and God has put a good measure of warmth in my heart for him. Anyhow, he sent me a copy of his book, and i need to email and thank him.
So… what three books can you never imagine sitting in stack together — like, they would probably spontaneously combust if they were to rub up against each other in that manner?