It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from the gaps where the creeks and winds pour down, saying, I never merited this grace, quite rightly, and then to sulk along the rest of your days on the edge of rage. I won’t have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright.
[Annie Dillard]
Today, more from Gestures Toward a Theology of Sleep:
7. Why counting sheep? Where did we get that from? I’m not saying it has implicit Christological undertones, but…. doesn’t it? And what do they count in cultures that don’t have sheep?
8. “There is no hope for a civilization which starts each day to the sound of an alarm clock.” – Unknown