Reflection 5.19.17


Reflection 6.24.16


If you’re going to care about the fall of the sparrow you can’t pick and choose who’s going to be the sparrow. It’s everybody.

~Madeleine L’Engle

Reflection 4.7.16


A letter to me from an eleven-year-old girl posed the question, “How can I remain a child forever and not grow up?”

I wrote back, “I don’t think you can, and I don’t think it would be a good idea if you could. What you can do, and what I hope you will do, is remain a child forever, and grow up, too.” 

That is what it means to be a whole human being, rather than an isolated fragment of our own chronology.

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Stone for a Pillow

Reflection 3.11.16


I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Because I was once a searching adolescent, given to moods and ecstasies, these are still part of me, and always will be. Because I was once a rebellious student, there is and always will be in me the student crying out for reform. This does not mean that I ought to be trapped or enclosed in any of these ages, the perpetual student, the delayed adolescent, the childish adult, but that they are in me to be drawn on; to forget is a form of suicide; my past is part of what makes the present Madeleine and must not be denied or rejected or forgotten.

~Madeleine L’Engle, A Circle of Quiet

Reflection 3.6.16



Reflection 12.22.15


This is the irrational season, when love blooms bright and wild. Had Mary been filled with reason, there’d have been no room for the child.

~Madeleine L’Engle

Reflection 12.10.15