If Christ had not said that in heaven marriage would be unnecessary I should greatly delight in a shot at the heart of one Miss Helen Keller, but this is only because I adore beauty, and what a beautiful soul! I would give Miss Sullivan a break and write into dear Helen’s hand all the glory that shines around us, and when my hand got tired she would read my lips with her fingers as I compared the lilies before us to her soft cheeks and our joy would rise into the atmosphere like sweet burning incense.
And she makes me want to explore the world of books and wonder what a wide view of creation might look like rather than a narrow one:
But Hugo and Goethe and Schiller and all great poets of all great nations are interpreters of eternal things, and my spirit reverently follows them into the regions where Beauty and Truth and Goodness are one.
–The Story of My Life pg. 84
It is true–I am too deep into my Christian faith to climb out of the rabbit hole and attempt to see authors and flowers and women and hurricanes from an Atheistic or Muslim or Buddhist or Hedonist view: a person can waffle only so long before he either commits or becomes eternally confused; it is not healthy to remain on the fence indefinitely. I have chosen to believe that the world as we know it has been made through a person–crazy as that sounds–and that if a thing is beautiful then it is beautiful because of him; if it is true then it is true insofar as he deems it so; and if it is good then it is good to the maximum capacity of his goodness.
How about exploration, then? Yes! Yes! We fear nothing and celebrate with the happy and drink to good health, laugh up an entire Tuesday evening and then wake up and laugh Wednesday morning before work because our abs are sore.
Sometimes it’s so good it hurts.
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