Hmm …

… Sparring with Emily Dickinson about the Good Life by Jenna Klaassen. (Hat tip, Dave lull.)

Paul claims he is resolved to know nothing except Christ and him crucified, but few people in fact have nothing except Christ and him crucified. To be sure, I’ve never had nothing: I have always had plenty. But what I’ve never had was a hope of anything like a success story, or self-actualization, or the American Dream. The manifold meanings of life primarily on offer in this day and age aren’t on offer to me. I don’t have the beauty, or the autonomy, or the stamina for it.