I read this in the dedication page of a book tonight, written to the author’s children. I had some tears fall out of my eyes as it struck something deep within me. I adore books and ideas. But even more do I adore all the words and imagination lived out. How restless I am to see and taste and hear that the gospel and all theology is more than theoretical. We are all artists in the way we choose to live. Let the art be more precious and everlasting than all the books of all time…
You are evidence that lives are more reliable witnesses
To Jesus than books.