The Drama Book Shop is a historic store in New York City. This beloved little shop has sold countless books, scripts and pieces of sheet music. It has long been a place where people from the Broadway and theater community have bought and sold work of all kinds. Sadly, the ever-increasing property cost of the city that never sleeps has forced The Drama Book Shop to announce that it is closing its historic doors. Thankfully, all hope is not lost for The Drama Book Shop.
It was my first semester in seminary and I sat on the front row of class. I was determined to be a good student. The professor handed out the syllabus. It was on that first day of class that we learned what our final was going to be. We would have a written exam for the final and the first question would be for us to write Luke 3:18-19 by memory. I recited that scripture to myself all semester. I still have it memorized to this day.
I recently had the privilege of purchasing a new study Bible. It was because of a wonderful gift card I received at Christmas. I spent some time looking at each of the Bibles on the shelf. There were so many wonderful translations and equally as many versions to pick from. It was truly a fun experience, picking out a new Bible that I hope will be a blessing for me for many years to come.
Have you ever rolled down the car window to ask for directions and received an answer like this?
“Yeah, go down about four blocks, turn right, then a left, I mean the second left… you’ll see the diner, not the old diner, but the new one… make a right, go past Ms. Johnson’s house, and you should see it on the left… I think.”
I don’t always look to shopping and Wal Mart to find events that remind me of the Love of God at work in the world, but when I first read about John Lopez and his commitment to kindness and love, I knew I would have to share his story.
On the third day there was a marriage at Cana in Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there; Jesus also was invited to the marriage, with his disciples. When the wine gave out, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.” And Jesus said to her, “O woman, what have you to do with me? My hour has not yet come.” His mother said to the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.” Now six stone jars were standing there, for the Jewish rites of purification, each holding twenty or thirty gallons. Jesus said to them, “Fill the jars with water.” And they filled them up to the brim. He said to them, “Now draw some out, and take it to the steward of the feast.” So they took it. When the steward of the feast tasted the water now become wine, and did not know where it came from (though the servants who had drawn the water knew), the steward of the feast called the bridegroom and said to him, “Every man serves the good wine first; and when men have drunk freely, then the poor wine; but you have kept the good wine until now.” This, the first of his signs, Jesus did at Cana in Galilee, and manifested his glory; and his disciples believed in him.
“Beloved, let us love one another, because love is from God; everyone who loves is born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, for God is love. God’s love was revealed among us in this way: God sent his only Son into the world so that we might live through him. In this is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the atoning sacrifice for our sins. Beloved, since God loved us so much, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God lives in us, and his love is perfected in us.”
-1 John 4:7-12
In my six and a half years of parenting, I’ve had to tackle a few challenging topics: Life, Death, Heaven, and where babies come from. Some days I want to pull out my hair, and other days I just laugh. His entrance into public school sparked several of these conversations. The first day of PreK he came home and informed me he had joined a gang. You can imagine my surprise- we had a little sit down about what a gang was and what they did and what would happen if I ever heard him say he’s in a gang. Not another word has been spoken about said gang.
Do you remember the first time you were at the top of a skyscraper? How about the first time you went to the top of a mountain? When was the last time you sat in the window seat of an airplane? How was the view? How far could you see? What did you see at the top that you could not see on the ground?
Often, to get a better look at something, we have to change our perspective. We have to find a different way to look at things. Nancy Grace Roman understood that a significant change in location could offer a whole new view not only on our world, but the universe.