Peace in our dear Lord Jesus Christ
I am fascinated by human speech, that flapping of the air passing through our throat and mouth, quite meaningless until the sentence approaches its end. Then suddenly our listener grasps its whole sense. Is that not so like God's creation? We cannot see the sense in our situation until it has found its place in the final outcome, unknown to all but Him. --That is the way I have put it, but how much more intimate, and eloquent, is the formulation by your Katherine Anne:
It is my natural, incurable tendency to try to
wangle the sprawling mess of
our existence in this bloody world into some kind of shape:
shape will do, just so it is recognizably made with human hands, one
proof of the validity and reality of the human imagination. But
within the most limited frame what utter confusion shall prevail if you
take hold firmly, and draw the exact line between what really happened,
what you have since imagined about it. We do understand so little
what is really happening to us in any given moment. Only by
remembering, comparing, waiting to know the consequences can we
sometimes, in a flash of
light, see what a certain event really meant, what it was trying to
In this life, we must be especially grateful for feminine cleverness when it is purified through honesty. But this is the woman whom now you chide in slavishly pedantic fashion.
You demand sincerity. Do you not know that it is the common practice of scoundrels to honey their lies with "sincerity"? Of course you do. On the other hand, what you most object to in professional scholars, as you call them, is nothing other than their fastidious truthfulness. Is it truly up to them to set their "facts" in some larger frame which might testify to their sincerity?
With my blessings, and in the faith that you, too, will recognize that sincerity creates its own truth,
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