I asked the lady working there to help me find the book and after she looked for it (it took a while even to find the author in the computer system) she informed me, “We have carried that book but I don’t know if we’ll get it in again. It’s theology and we don’t get many of those.” (emphasis added).
She must have seen the look on my face so she explained to me, “We only have one shelf of theology.” I asked her where the shelf was.
She led me aaaaaaaaall the waaaaaaaaaaaaay into the baaaaaaack of the stooooooooore…
(I imagined this is what it must be like to go into a video store and ask for the dirty movies)
…and she pointed to one short little shelf. at the bottom. in the corner. of the back. of the store and said, “You can see it’s a little sparse.”
It had seven books, only five titles. So much for Family Christian Bookstore.
There was, however, right up front, a set of shelves, five to be exact, from floor to ceiling, and each 8 or 9 feet long, labeled “Charismatic Interest.”
Also, a healthy (or perhaps unhealthy) selection of books by the likes of Joel Osteen, Victoria Osteen (I think that’s her name), Joyce Meyer, T. D. Jakes along with other wastes of ink and paper along with books by a bunch of people I’ve never heard of and whose theological opinions I would take not with a grain of salt but with a truck.
I hope no one saw me walking out of there. My reputation will be shot.