MacDonald,
God planted us all on the border of Fairyland.
Every time we open one of your books, we cross the threshold and follow the rainbow.
Oh! To get to the land whence the shadows fall;
Raging seas, nor extreme old age will stop our sojourn:
‘Go across the waves, your feet will make no holes in the water now.’
Eyes roving, we see the sapphires: a keyhole!

Aaron Stephens is growing more tenderhearted toward his wife and children. Favorite color: blue. Have you had a dream that started before you were asleep? Have you had one so funny you laughed yourself awake? Aaron’s life has been like that. Just when he had settled into fearful religiosity, Jesus showed up like a belly-laugh for his soul.
Citation Information
Aaron Stephens, “MacDonald, George,” An Unexpected Journal: George MacDonald 3, no. 4. (Advent 2020), 211.
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