“The great artists keep us from frozenness, from smugness, from thinking that the truth is in us rather than in God, in Christ our Lord.  They help us to know that we are often closer to God in our doubts than in our certainties, that it is alright to be like the small child who constantly asks: Why? Why? Why?

Caiaphas asked no whys.  He was frozen into the rigidity of the religious establishment of Jesus’ day, and because of this frozenness, he feared Jesus was a blasphemer.  Throughout the ages, our religious establishments have on occasion followed Caiaphas rather than Jesus, and this is something we must be on the alert for, all of the time.”

~ Madeleine L’Engle, Walking in Water, pg. 155-56

On overload right now. I’m planning two massive posts in the near future: “Post Pauldom Depression,” and something on Christian Theology and Libertarianism. I have all these thoughts during the day, but by the time I’m sitting down late at night to have a beer and write, it’s all jumbled. Maybe I should put the beer down.

I’m buried in books at the moment. I’ve already read these in the first two months of this year:

• Madeleine L’Engle: A Wind in the Door
• Scot McKnight: A Community Called Atonement
• Madeleine L’Engle: A Swiftly Tilting Planet
• Richard L. Purtill: J.R.R. Tolkien: Myth, Morality, and Religion
• Sara B. Kajder: The Tech-Savvy English Classroom
• Rowing: Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone

And I’m working on this pile right now:

• Madeleine L’Engle: Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art
• McGrath and McGrath: The Dawkins Delusion?
• Joseph Pearce: Tolkien: Man and Myth
• Richard Beach: Teachingmedialiteracy.com
• J.K. Rowling: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
• J.R.R. Tolkien: The Silmarillion

On deck are Michael Ward’s Planet Narnia and Capon’s The Fingerprints of God.

Back to Pearce until I crash.