When I heard about Jeanne's house fire I was terrified at first until I got to the words, "We're all safe." A house fire brings such terrible losses, some of them irretrievable, but we'd all been spared the worst. One more day to pretend there's a happy ending somewhere, hopefully in nearby proximity to us.
One thing about studying the saints is that the specificity of a person in an exact place and time brings the giant aphorisms about faith and God's love reachable for me, a specific person in a specific place and time. Real lives come with real sorrow, real struggle, a general glom of reality. I want to appropriate their real faith for myself. I want to know that there is a happy ending nearby.
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