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| Miss these sunsets and these hills. |
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| But on occasion London has it's own brand of lovely. |
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| Yeah, I was taking these from the comfort of our flat. |
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| Cool looking little pub I recently discovered while looking for the local library. The Prince of Wales--sounds promising! |
In our course entitled Reading as a Writer, we are reading books that each of us has helped to select. "My" book, which we discussed this past Monday, was Flannery O'Connor's The Violent Bear It Away. As I reread it, I rediscovered this amazing quote:
God told the world he was going to send it a king and the world waited.
The world thought, a golden fleece will do for His bed. Silver and gold
and peacock tails, a thousand suns in a peacock’s tail will do for his
crib. His mother will ride on a four-horned white beast and use the
sunset for a cape. She’ll trail it behind her over the ground and let
the world pull it to pieces, a new one every evening.
Jesus
came on cold straw, Jesus was warmed by the breath of an ox. “Who is
this?” the world said. “Who is this blue-cold child and this woman,
plain as the winter? Is this the Word of God, this blue-cold child? Is
this His will, this plain winter-woman?” The world said, “Love cuts like
the cold wind and the will of God is plain as the winter.”
~ Flannery O'Connor, The Violent Bear It Away
(Copied from the First Things blog because I was too lazy to go upstairs to grab my own copy of the book.)
