My reality ‘rests like a feather on the breath of God‘. It is because God speaks, because God loves
and for no other reason. And if we want
to know what it is to say that I am, the only answer is that ‘I am because of
the love of God’. And when I seek to
justify, defend or systematize what I
am, I become ‘serious’. I cease to be a
feather on the breath of God and gravity draws me down into darkness.
Rowan Williams, 2008, Not
being serious
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