Thursday's Quote

I think I'm too haphazard right now to manage the regular theological posts I want. Forgive my frailty! I can, however, which perhaps is just as much fun, manage one favorite quote from the past week. And maybe that single penny bit o'wonder is the better way to savor words anyway:

'Brother Mark prayed, not with words, but by somehow igniting a candle-flame within him that burned immensely tall, and sent up the smoke of his entreaty, which was all for the boy before him'. - from The Devil's Novice by Ellis Peters.

One of the most arresting theological images I found this week was in a mystery novel. Go (joyously) figure.

Bless you all.

Also... autumn is here: