You know how when you start into a book you have this sense of anticipation. What will I find in here that might be interesting and stimulating?
I recently picked up Lloyd Axeworthy’s 2004 book, Navigating a New World, at Well-Read Books. It was a national bestseller with Lloyd’s thoughts on Canada’s global future. So, I expected some thoughtful insights and pithy arguments.
What I didn’t expect was what I found on a bookmark the book’s previous owner had inserted between the pages. The bookmark was obviously clipped from some publication. Here’s what it said:
I was hungry and you formed a humanities club to discuss my hunger. Thank you.
I was in prison and you crept off to a chapel in your neighbourhood to pray for my release.
I was cold and naked. In your mind you debated with others the morality of my appearance.
I was homeless and you preached to me about spiritual shelter, of the house of God, and the protection of his love.
I was sick and you knelt down and thanked God for your good health.
I was lonely and cold and you left me alone to pray for me.
Yes, Christian, you seem so close to God; maybe you are …
But I am still hungry.
I am still very lonely.
I am still very cold.
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