It was around this time last year that I was working on a presentation of C. S. Lewis' Perelandra, that great work on restlessness and homelessness and supernatural identity.
This article has come just in time.
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Showing posts with label Literature. Show all posts
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Augustinian restlessness
Labels:
Front Porch Republic,
Literature,
Philosophy
Sunday, October 24, 2010
emerging worms
Brian McLaren makes me cry. And not in a joyful "oh what a kindred spirit" way; in a desperate "I fear for us ALL" sort of way.
Labels:
Emergent Church,
Literature,
Poetry
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I said, 'we were not stocks and stones' — 'tis very well. I should have added, nor are we angels, I wish we were, — but men cloathed with bodies, and governed by our imaginations.
(Laurence Sterne, "The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy")
Labels:
Literature
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