This thing called “Book Club”

In high school, I would have never joined the book club, if my school even had one. For the first couple years, I was too into dating and boys and sports and “popular” clubs to commit social suicide (phrase stolen from the movie “Mean Girls”) by joining something called a “book club”. Yikes. The last two years, I would not have joined said club for completely different reasons. Would all book’s be approved before a committee of Southern Baptist preacher’s for its fragile, innocent youth to read? Then, no sir, not me, that is too “worldly”.

It’s odd, to me, how life goes from one pendulum to another, for a time resting in some semblance of a balance, a fence, a happy medium, until “whish” -its off to the other side, propelled by new knowledge and conviction.

To gain some footing in the scene of the church here in Portland, (not, I might add, a Southern Baptist church), I saw this month’s book and meeting details in the bulletin and decided this was now for me. The book, Arundhati Roy’s “The God of Small Things“, was interesting (sadly, was the thing I liked most about it the fact that a church even picked a “NON” christian book?). The table of 7 people seated at Urban Grind Coffee House was even more interesting. Opinions, personalities, backgrounds: spewing out in awkward self-preservation with little awareness (it seemed to me(!)) of our own insecurities. The leader coining herself as an “over-educated, slightly bored, twenty-something” struck me. First off- “over educated”? Not I, said the fly. “Slightly bored”? Please, have a two year old with you 24/7- the sure cure for having “too much time” on your hands. “Twenty-something”? Now I will relate to that, though sometimes I wonder if my stretch marks and worry lines would agree. (Don’t worry; my rambling about a book club brings me back the reality of my own immaturity.)

And I am only just now realizing that I intended this post for much nobler topics of creation and revelation while at the foot of Multnomah Falls today. Again, twenty-something DOES fit the bill.

In a nutshell, lets just say I’ll be reading lots of books this summer in feeble hope that I’ll fit in better with this “over-educated” crowd Partially, anyway. Partially because I actually want to read more books.

Here’s the Falls, hopefully this speaks for itself:

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