Sabbath Evenings – Christmas as the Irrational Season with Madeleine L’Engle
When love blooms bright and wild.
Had Mary been filled with reason
There’d have been no room for the child.
—Madeleine L’Engle, , The Irrational Season, New York, Seabury Press, 1977, p.27.
Two thousand years ago a young girl bore a child as helpless as any child, a child who would show us the greatest majesty in weakness, a child whose growing up was then, and always will be, out of tune with the tenor of the times.
—Madeleine L’Engle, , The Irrational Season, New York, Seabury Press, 1977, p.26.
Painting: “Be It Unto Me” (Mary, mother of Jesus)
Liz Lemon Swindle.