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As with much of Buechner's work, there is a movement in this narrative from suffering to grace, a grace that comes in unexpected ways and places. Here it comes through the preacher George Buttrick on a Sunday sermon: Jesus refused Satan's crown, Buttrick said, but "he is crowned in the heart of the people who believe in him. And that inward coronation takes place ... 'among confession, and tears, and great laughter.'" It was when he heard this final statement, Buechner writes, that something turned over for him, and led him to speak to Buttrick and ultimately led him--driven literally by Buttrick--to Union Theological Seminary. Here in this beautiful book this soul-changing journey across Manhattan stands for "the sacred journey" of a life--and of all of our lives. Whether it ends in truth or dream we cannot know, but Buechner sides with King Rinkitink of Oz who says, "Never question the truth of what you fail to understand, for the world is filled with wonders." --Doug Thorpe
Hardcover
First published January 1, 1982
He speaks not just through the sounds we hear, of course, but through events in all their complexity and variety, through the harmonies and disharmonies and counterpoint of all that happens.Buechner gives us his life story in three movements: "Once Below a Time" (the period of childhood when timelessness reigns), "Once Upon a Time" (the moment and days when the fragility and temporality of life takes hold), "Beyond Time" (hearing the voice of God in the listening to one's life happening as part of [God's] plot for one's life).
It seemed to me then, and seems to me still, that if God speaks to us at all in this world, if God speaks anywhere, it is into our personal lives that he speaks." (p. 1)Certainly, Buechner points us to Scripture (albeit vaguely) from time-to-time, and I want to believe he does not elevate personal ponderings to the level of holy writ, otherwise he leaves me scratching my head as I did when a young college student told me years ago, that God told her what to wear -- every day. Happily, such is missing from the reflective "life pondering" of Frederick Buechner.