One of my favorite quotes from That Hideous Strength (C.S. Lewis) - "He doesn't make two blades of grass the same: how much less two saints, two nations, two angels."
I wish I was better at appreciating the beauty of our differences. I want to learn this art of seeing. I want to trust that the way God speaks to me may not be the way He speaks to others. I also want to keep learning to love other nations without measuring their ways with my North American culture.
Lately, A Wrinkle in Time (Madeline L'Engle) has been a conversation-inspiring read for the five of us. What an accurate picture of our struggle to take every thought captive as we fight against succumbing to the beat of this present world. We cannot forget the reality of this moment-by-moment struggle or the beat, the rhythm, the pattern of this world will gradually form us.
We're so thankful that God uses such variety in His efforts to reveal Truth to us. Even fictional stories written many years ago.
