They don’t write like this anymore.

Because it's just so good... Here's A.W. Tozer on dismissing what we don't understand. Thomas Carlyle, following Plato, pictures a man, a deep pagan thinker, who had grown to maturity in some hidden cave and is brought out suddenly to see the sun rise. “What would his wonder be,” exclaims Carlyle, “his rapt astonishment at... Continue Reading →

The Sun Also Rises

It’s between the rock and the hard place.  Between the devil you know and the devil you don’t.  It’s at the crossroads of unanswered prayers and thwarted desires, deeply held but conflicting priorities, impending doom to the one side and catastrophes to the other.  It’s where ironies tumble one upon the next and paradox makes... Continue Reading →

The Habit of Seeing

Annie Dillard has mastered it.  To see -- to see closely and to see expansively -- to see the habits of crickets and the wide-wheeling stars, behind them both wisdom, and grace, and fearful purpose.  And there are those who see people -- see the quirks and the guiding passions, behind them the yearning for... Continue Reading →

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