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Why do people in church seem like cheerful, brainless tourists on a packaged tour of the Absolute? … Does anyone have the foggiest idea what sort of power we blithely invoke? Or, as I suspect, does no one believe a word of it? The churches are children playing on the floor with their chemistry sets, mixing up a batch of TNT to kill a Sunday morning. It is madness to wear ladies’ straw hats and velvet hats to church; we should all be wearing crash helmets. Ushers should issue life preservers and signal flares; they should lash us to our pews. For the sleeping god may wake someday and take offense, or the waking god may draw us to where we can never return.
- Annie Dillard
Representing the flavor of a faith community through a few words on a web site is a daunting task. There are none that accurately express the particular work that it is to be a people who follow Jesus Christ in the midst of all that would resist a life of faith and faithfulness. We chose the name “Wits' End” (see Psalms 107:27) because of how often we find ourselves living under the gentle hand of God’s severe mercy. We appreciate Annie Dillard's quote on the left because we really have no idea what we are doing, let alone what we believe about who God is or what becomes possible in relationship with Him. But that is where we live, trusting that his kind wrath and wild tenderness will call us towards himself, towards one another and unto our broken world.
...Their ships were tossed to the heavens and plunged again to the depths; the sailors cringed in terror. They reeled and staggered like drunkards and were at their wits’ end. "Lord, help!” they cried in their trouble,and he saved them from their distress. He calmed the storm to a whisper and stilled the waves.
- Psalm 107:23-32