XENITH

If there are any gifts given to us by God, I think they come in this form: moments that we don’t expect, people that are here and then gone, dreams and memories that you can hardly remember. Our lives are so fragile, and so tenuously balanced between a darkness we cannot survive and a light we haven’t yet learned to live with - what the divine places directly into them cannot remain. It would undo us.

‘the theologian‘ - the weekly column from backgroundbob
20.04.08
Imagine something impossible: a world where God made sense. An existence where the omniscient could be fully understood, where equality with the omnipotent was possible: imagine a place where lions could lie down with lions. Imagine the blue-black curtain of the night sky peeling away to reveal… well, [...]