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Emotions can certainly be misleading: they can fool you into believing stuff that is definitely, demonstrably untrue.
What I absolutely want is to suggest that before it's anything else, redemption is God mending the bicycle of our souls; God bringing out the... →
Christians are as subject to complacency as anybody else, and we can certainly settle into repetition and forget that something radical and... →
If you based your knowledge of the human species exclusively on adverts, you'd think that the normal condition of humanity was to be a... →
In a hundred years, Christianity will have mutated into something utterly unpredictable which, nevertheless, we'd recognize immediately. And... →
Why do I write? From selfishness. Because this state of liquefied, complex concentration, however faintly and dimly I'm able to perceive it, is... →
Anyone can be self-educated if they find the loose end of something to care about passionately.
Self-awareness is not the same thing as self-approval, any more than imagination is the same thing as day-dreaming.
For a believer, Christian faith is true to the human heart, not in the sense that any old thing we fancy believing in will become conveniently true -... →
I think I have made allowances for the kind of despair which would test my faith, but you cannot know in advance what disaster to those you love... →
I want to know why I read as a child with such a frantic appetite, why I sucked the words off the page with such an edge of desperation.
I was never argued out of faith; it was much more passive than that - and I wasn't argued back in, either.
It's always struck me as unfair that writing has so little sensation when it's going well.
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