Some people talk as if meeting the gaze of absolute goodness would be fun. They need to think again.

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.

All their life in this world and all their adventures had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.

Your place in Heaven will seem to be made for you and you alone, because you were made for it.

The human qualities of the raw materials show through. Naivety, error, contradiction, even (as in the cursing Psalms) wickedness are not removed. The total result is not "the Word of God" in the sense that every passage in itself, gives impeccable science or history. It carries the Word of God.

The question is not what we intended ourselves to be, but what He intended us to be when He made us.

The first demand any work of art makes upon us is to surrender. Look. Listen. Receive. Get yourself out of the way.