An entrancing and utterly unique, unpredictable story, full of the beauty, the gravitas, and possibly the underlying reality of dreams.Rarely has the fantasy genre been so amazingly used to communicate the gospel.
I submit this thesis for your reflection: The greatest possible event, in any kind of story, real or invented, is the redemption of some undeserving person through pure love and grace. Often it is at the story’s end, as with the Prodigal Son, but it need not be. In Les Misérables, it happens at theContinue reading ““Morn, with the Spring in her arms…””
What a hell of horror, I thought, to wander alone, a bare existence never going out of itself, never widening its life in another life, but, bound with the cords of its poor peculiarities, lying an eternal prisoner in the dungeon of its own being!…I sighed—and regarded with wonder my past self, which preferred theContinue reading ““Any man is more than the greatest of books!””
Ta-da! This is my 100th post since The Warden’s Walk went online in November of 2010. It has been visited 15,214 times since then, has 23 active subscribers, and, I hope, has been of good use and interest to all of you. [EDIT: Also, I am trying out a new theme — that is, appearanceContinue reading “100th Post! Also, what’s coming up”