Parable of the Lost Book

29 Jul

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Last week I asked my church’s librarian, Linda, if she could lend me a book for my neighbor, Sally, * who has to stay home most of the time as the primary caregiver for her husband. Ted* Sally and I both love to read, especially novels, especially good Christian Novels. We pretty well know each other’s tastes because we have been exchanging book ideas since Sally retired from being a nurse twenty years ago. We sometimes like the same novels, sometimes not. I knew she would be faithful to return the book, but vowed if anything untoward were to happen I would pay for it myself.

Picture by Linda Stuck Indian River City United Method Church library

The next time we met out in front of Sally’s house she had a couple of books to return to me, but not the one from the church library. I asked about it and she said she had returned it. How could that be? She had never been to my church library. 

I questioned her gently and she suddenly put her hand to her mouth. “Oh no, it came from your church library?”

“Yes, I said, but I can surely get it back. 

“Oh no,” she said again, this is awful!” But I was ready to pay and only sorry that I had caused this dismay. My dear neighbor and I take books seriously. 

The next day I went to the church library to get the name of the book. A career long research librarian is one of the helpers and she assured me that the public library would take very good care of the book and see that it came back to us. “Lost books have great priority among librarians.”

Titusville Public Library

I was glad they took it so seriously. Not everyone understands the value of novels. 

“So what is the name of it?” I asked Linda. She turned to her desk to check the computer, but she had to move a stack of books off the desk to get to it. 

She picked up the first one and gave it a quizzical look. “It’s this one she said. “It has been returned.”

“How did it get here?” her assistant asked. 

It was in the box outside when I came in,” said Linda. 

The lost book was found. It had taken only one book to cause a hullabaloo among those who really care. Kind of reminds you of the parable of the lost lamb, doesn’t it? We rejoiced, as did Sally when I told her the news.

This morning I went by the public library to tell one of our favorite desk people, (Linda also) what had happened and to thank her for getting it back to us. 

“We get books from church libraries and school libraries. For most of the misplaced ones we have a patron who will return them to her school or church. It’s a huge help. By the way, do you go to that church?” 


“How would you feel about returning any books we happen to get from there?” 

I danced a jig inside and smiled at her happy to be asked. And that’s how I became a courier. I love the job already and I have yet to take a single book back. It’s the thought that counts. 

Like the lost lamb in Luke 15:4-7, Jesus is always looking after us to see that we get back where we belong. 

*Names changed

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

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