Nulla dies sine linea*

I’ve shared it in this space before, but one of my very favorite Elizabeth Goudge passages comes from the 1936 A City of Bells. The dreamy child Henrietta has just returned from an exciting stint in Edwardian London, and, upon her homecoming, experiences a sort-of...

Surprised by Joy

I had the privilege of presenting last weekend at the From Death Unto Life conference in Franklin, Tennessee, and one of my sessions was a short plenary on William Wordsworth’s immortal sonnet, “Surprised by Joy” (the poem from which C.S. Lewis took...

March 14

I remember the way you talked about your daddy, How your eyes would dim when you said he was only 81. “He’d have lived to 100, if he hadn’t smoked.” I understand, now. I know the waking panic of 3 AM; The nauseating sense that a great mistake has been made— A wrong...

Ladies' Choice

Looking back, I’ve always called it the Annus Mirabilis: my own little wonderful year. Its wonders consisted not in calamity (thank goodness!), nor were they even of a particularly earth-shattering nature. But it was a (mostly) happy year for me, dawning in the sudden...