Why this bunch of stragglers? Why! I wonder? You’d think the Son of Man could have his pick … skim the cream of the crop … select only the best and brightest. So why these slow-witted, cowardly, divided, wrangling rag-bag? Maybe these were all the choice he had? Maybe the good ones had already gone …
Monthly Archives: January 2004
Epiphany
‘A cold coming we had of it: the worst time of year for a journey and such a long journey—the ways deep and the weather sharp—the very dead of winter.’ Eliot’s poetry brings the journey of the magi alive in our imagination. No quick jaunt in search of spiritual thrills but a deep longing, long …