It's always struck me as unfair that writing has so little sensation when it's going well. Francis Spufford sensationstrikeunfair Change image and share on social
I want to know why I read as a child with such a frantic appetite, why I sucked the words off the page with such an edge of desperation. Francis Spufford appetitechilddesperation Change image and share on social
Christians are as subject to complacency as anybody else, and we can certainly settle into repetition and forget that something radical and extraordinary is being asked of us as well - that we hold to an extraordinary promise about how, from moment to moment, something enters the world and enters us, after which everything is different. Francis Spufford askchristiancomplacency share on social
I think I have made allowances for the kind of despair which would test my faith, but you cannot know in advance what disaster to those you love would be too much to bear faithfully, and like everyone's, my faith is weakly conditional in some ways. I hope, I pray not to lose it. My fingers are crossed. Also my heart. Francis Spufford advanceallowancebear share on social