“Lay your life down. Your heartbeats cannot be hoarded. Your reservoir of breaths is draining away. You have hands, blister them while you can. You have bones, make them strain—they can carry nothing in the grave. You have lungs, let… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Lay your life down. Your heartbeats cannot be hoarded. Your reservoir of breaths is draining away. You have hands, blister them while you can. You have bones, make them strain-they can carry nothing in the grave. You have lungs, let… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“But if that was going to happen, it was going to happen whether or not he worried about it.” — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“We haven't stopped running, but we are getting slower. We have little people running with us now. We have passed others. Our own people… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
After a few mouthfuls of moon-flavored air, even the stubbornly drowsy can find themselves wide-eyed.. All the normal noises of life were gone, leaving… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Going where no man has gone before is more difficult than it sounds. Our cousins and ancestors were no less curious than we are,… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Plato, the first true pope of philosophy (sorry, Socrates), argued for a World of Forms above the reality-a transcendent plane of perfect essences, pure… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“He was a man with eyebrows, or maybe they were eyebrows with a man. Ownership would have been hard to establish, and Cyrus couldn’t… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
After three years down here, I've not learned too much. But one thing I do know is that our bellies aren't big enough for… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Drink your wine. Laugh from your gut. Burden your moments with thankfulness. Be as empty as you can be when that clock winds down.… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
If God gives you (or makes you) a joke, what are you meant to do in response? (Receive it. Laugh.) If God gives you… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Infinite goes all the way up and all the way down; and at every level, with equal attention, He creates with the full dose… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
God is a God of galaxies, of storms, of roaring seas and boiling thunder, but He is also the God of bread baking, of… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
The moon was up, painting the world silver, making things look just a little more alive. — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
We are narrative creatures, and we need narrative nourishment-nar rative catechisms. — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
In Bright Shadow: C.S. Lewis on the Imagination for Theology and Discipleship — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
