Why Should Our Hearts Not Dance?
It's been a good day, a marked difference from last Sunday. This Sunday, I took explicit care to make the afternoon restful. Sunday is not the Sabbath, but God calls his people to Sabbath rest, which was part of the focus of Daniel's sermon today.
The day is winding to a close. For the first time in months, I don't have to work at Starbucks at 7:00 am tomorrow morning. I think I'm going to tackle the last 100 pages of Dorothy Sayers' delightful Unnatural Death, but even as I move to relax for the evening, a quote from one of my more recent reads is bouncing around our head. I've written it hear recently (I believe) but it is worthy of a repeat.
In Till We Have Faces Psyche and Orual are on opposite sides of the duel between belief and unbelief. In the face of Orual's bitter rejection of the Divine, Psyche, seeing with the eyes of faith, asks instead, "Why should our hearts not dance?"
I don't see any reason why they should not.