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“I know that the Bible is a special kind of book,
but I find it as seductive as any other.
If I am not careful, I can begin to mistake the words on the page
for the realities they describe.
I can begin to love the dried ink marks on the page more
than I love the encounters that gave rise to them.
If I am not careful,
I can decide that I am really much happier reading my Bible
than I am entering into what God is doing in my own time and place,
since shutting the book to go outside will involve the very great risk
of taking part in stories that are still taking shape.
Neither I nor anyone else knows how these stories will turn out,
since at this point they involve more blood than ink.
The whole purpose of the Bible, it seems to me,
is to convince people to set the written word down
in order to become living words in the world for God's sake.
For me, this willing conversion of ink back to blood
is the full substance of faith.”

Barbara Brown Taylor

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