Jenn and I had an interesting connection this week coming home from our weekly book table working at church.  Lately we’ve been feeling pretty sad / discouraged / frustrated with the book table and I think that one of the possible sources is that we feel like an unwanted street vendor.  We were feeling like people walk by and look at us as outsiders, as two asian kids trying to make some money by selling books at church and automatically associating us with the money changers thrown out of the synagogue by Jesus.  It was funny because apparently Jenn and I had been separately feeling this vibe but didn’t want to voice it to each other because we thought our feelings were probably just inside of our heads.  They probably are, just inside of our heads, but wer’e  not quite sure what to do with the feelings.  When we started, we had high hopes of providing people at church a resource to challenge, equip, empower, and inspire them, but I think we’ve ended up just isolating ourselves.  We don’t just want to quit (although maybe we should) because we are there to make contact with the few who are genuinely interested in the book table as a resource, but yeah…dunno.  I’m wondering if our original goal of trying to put information into peoples hands isn’t what we should be after.  In reading George Ogden’s Transforming Discipleship, I’m realizing that we (I) often make our faith an individual search for knowledge, often times through books.  We read a book on someone’s recommendation or sometimes because of author-loyalty and assume our interpretations of their truths as our own truths, skipping the actual experiences that led to their discovery.  I guess I sort of want to not only impart information, but more information through experiences…heh.