Here is a conversation between the main character/narrator and a dying Jesuit hagiographer:
“I have not yet found a God to teach me how to be old,” I said. “Have you?”
“Shhh, not so loud. The nuns must not know in what a spiritual state I am. Yes, yes, I have found Him, and He is the very best of company. Very calm, very quiet, but gloriously alive. We do, but He is. Not in the least a proselytizer or a careerist, like His sons.”
Not really an amazing book, but a book with amazing sections, writing, and ideas. And it’s not just because I’m a chaplain. Truly, we need a god who can teach us how to be old.
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