An artist of faith - a real artist - may therefore cry: Listen, we have a myth that consoles and secures, one worthy of a lasting belief, one we can surely live by. It is "myth" insofar as it is the timeless, defining story by which we make sense of a senseless existence. But it is truth insofar as it happened. It is vaster than I am (says the artist). I did not create it; it created me. I may name it with my words; but it is the word which named me first: Jesus Christ the Righteous! But the artist of faith had better cry that in language as fine as that of the secular artist who sings of the abyss.
Colosians 1:15-20
by Walter Wangerin, Jr.
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