It is astonishing how much one generation of Reformed immigrants built. Those of us in the next generation who struggle to live up to the network of Christian organizations they founded are left shaking our heads. How did they manage with far fewer resources?
Hard thought woven together with food and friendship to form with worship a continuous act of devotion. It is hard to overestimate how precious that annual reading week has become in my longing for and practice of Christian scholarship. Who can resist work that is at the same time joy, delight and wonder? Who is left untouched to live as if they had not been given a grace of great worth?