"Poets and painters and preachers don't make God's beauty more beautiful. They make it more visible. They cut through the dull fog of our finite, fallible, sin-distorted perception, and help us see God's beauty for what it really is. Imagination is like a telescope to the stars: It doesn't make them big. They are big without the telescope. It makes them look like what they are. Imagination may be the hardest work of the human mind. And perhaps the most God-like. It is the closest we get to creation out of nothing. [. . .] Imagination is like a muscle. It grows stronger when you flex it. And you must flex it. It does not usually put itself into action. It awaits the will. Imagination is also contagious. When you are around someone (alive or dead) who uses it a lot, you tend to catch it. So I suggest you hang out with some people (mainly dead poets) who are full of imagination, and that you exert yourself to think up a new way to say an old truth. God is worthy. "Oh sing to the LORD a new song" -- or picture, or poem, or figure of speech." Life as a Vapor: Thirty-One Meditations for Your Faith (p. 69-70)
Wow. It couldn't have been said better, chief.
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"Couldn't have said it better, chief, couldn't have said it better." :)
Do you even know what that's from?
yep. It's from Voyage of the Dawn Treader. :)
Bravo!
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