Saturday, December 5, 2009
The god of the Library
God always visited me in the library ever since I was a little boy checking out the How to Draw books. It wasn't the God I was raised with -- the God of the Trinity, the God of morning prayer. This was the god of exploration, knowledge, information -- the god that lead me to the wonderful 100 section of the Dewey Decimal System and to the photographs of Robert Mapplethorpe and Nan Goldin. It was the god that didn't care about redemption. Rather, it cared about love. It was the god I couldn't find at seminary, so I came out and left.
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