Your beliefs will be the light by which you see, but they will not be what you see and they will not be a substitute for seeing.
Oh universe which is the all of being–reverence to you–your rule be known–and acceded to in darkness as in light. Feed us by the truth of our need. Let us not be deluded that we may transgress or be transgressed upon. Deliver us from the violence of the false. Amen.
Almighty God forgive me for my agnosticism; For I shall try to keep it gentle, not
cynical, nor a bad influence. And O! if Thou art truly in the heavens, accept my gratitude for all Thy gifts and I shall try to fight the good fight. Amen.
Flannery O’Connor, Southern writer (of the novel Wise Blood and short stories) – died this day in 1964, aged 39, from lupus…
Photo of Flannery in front of her self-portrait w. peacock…
I have one of those food-chopper brains that nothing comes out of the way it comes in.