As I sit down in my office I am staring at hundreds of books on the floor. They–that is the books–all desire an eschatology of hope. They want to be raptured into a shelf and neatly ordered according to author or in whatever way my brain works these days. In light of our new baby who will be arriving in this world in just a few weeks, I have been graciously persuaded that maintaining two offices is not the best idea. Fortunately, my church office is quite spacious and adding a few more bookshelves will not be problematic. My office is little by little being beautified and organized. It will become soon enough a weekly sacred space to think, write, and meditate.
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