Myth: A Grave Need

In my recent post Beloved Insignificant, I pondered the importance of so-called “small things”. Flowing seamlessly together with such musings are my ongoing meditations on the need for ancient things – namely, myth.

I’ve referenced Madeleine L’Engle’s The Rock That Is Higher an embarrassing number of times already – most notably in Story: A Search for Truth and On Giants Shoulders – but I can’t help it if she says it best:

“Just as we are losing vocabulary in these last years of the...