living in light of eternity
This week I had the bittersweet pleasure of finishing a wonderful book. I’d read it slowly, savoring it in morsels, and it has taken up space on my bedside table for many moons. But I was near the end, and, having had a rather bad day, gave in to the guilty delight of finishing it... Continue Reading →
"A faith without some doubts is like a human body with no antobodies in it. People who blithely go through life too busy or indifferent to ask the hard questions about why they believe as they do will find themselves defenseless against either the experience of tragedy or the probing questions of a smart skeptic.... Continue Reading →
So I was wandering through Costco one day and I accidentally walked down the book aisle. Well. Accidental is relative. I picked up a paperback called The Little Paris Bookshop and decided to give it a new home, because this was on the back cover: "Monsieur Perdu calls himself a literary apothecary. From his floating... Continue Reading →
Catherine's Letters 