Many other people have said eloquent things today about the passing of Madeleine L’Engle. I grew up with her books, both chronologically and emotionally, and there is no author who has shaped my faith and helped me believe in a loving, personal God more than she has. It is no exaggeration to claim her as my favorite author. As I said earlier today, I liked being in a world where she was alive. In losing her, we not only lost an excellent storyteller and truthteller; we also lost Vicky and Polly and Adam and Zachary and Meg and Charles Wallace and Katherine and Camilla, characters who changed the way I see the world. I am thankful for the things she taught me through her life as seen through her writing. And I am thankful that she now knows exactly where her home is.
Fare thee well, Madeleine L’Engle. And thank you.
(Title quote from The Rock That is Higher: Story as Truth.)
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Aw. I was so sad when I heard today – I agree, it was comforting to know she was still around. I might have to start a memorial re-read of her books this month.
Oh man. I hadn’t heard this yet.
The Wrinkle in Time series was my favorite as a child – and I’d just begun to appreciate some of her other writings as an adult.
Amen.
(It is taking all my willpower not to do a reread. I have too many books I’ve never read once to reread an entire collection for the third – or 4th… o4 5th… time.)
I read A Wrinkle in Time yesterday. So I guess I am a bad influence. It had been a while, though.