Oh Eugene Peterson! I treated you bad (ly). I made judgments about your work without even reading it. Oh prejudice! Please forgive me for being a jerk.
Yesterday I read what you wrote in the introduction to your book, “Subversive Spirituality”:
The Christian life, in one of its main aspects, is a recovery of what we lost in the Fall. We happen upon, we notice, we reach out and touch things and ideas, people and events, and among these the Holy Scriptures themselves, that were there all along but that our ego-swollen souls or our sin-blurred eyes quite simply overlooked – sometimes for years and years and years.
And then we do notice: we sight life, we realize God and hear his word, we grab the sleeve of a friend and demand, “Look! Listen!” More often than not our friend has been looking and listening all along and treats our sudden enthusiasm with courteous condescension.
I’ve grabbed a few sleeves in my time too.
Keep it up.
Dan, is the link showing up on “your work”?
I changed it (again) and it shows up on my page…
Let me know.
This is such a beautiful photo. The way you are posting these vacation pics, I’m thinking that so much time on the water must have been good for your soul and, in a way, you are still there.
Oh it was good.
I took so many pictures and I really love many of them. I don’t write that love flippantly. I began to write about photography but went deeper than I intended and had to stop for time. My pictures are my love for my family. I want to show them to you slowly and perhaps detached from the meaning of a post so that you see what I saw, so that you really see it, which is hard to do when it is just one of many.
I chose this one to go with the post because I just told someone that an epiphany I had about grace was like being raised in the darkest, deadest part of the city and then taken to Lake Michigan, standing on the shore and thinking, “I didn’t know.”
I ran to take this picture when I saw little Eden standing there.