The Poetic Theologian on the 102nd Floor: Or, Introducing W+S
Sermon illustrations (and for some reason this is especially true of published ones) are notorious for their nonsensical and soul-eating vacuity. Too often they strengthen the arms of skeptics digging for more ways to ridicule conventional Christianity. Yet one of the most stirring, stubbornly nourishing turns of phrase I've ever read is in a sermon