We are twisted. But that doesn’t mean we don’t grow; it means we grow sideways in ways we weren’t meant to, often twisting into something that kills us and hurts those around us. Should we do nothing, we will still grow. But we’re likely to grow into habits that are destructive, not only to us but also to those around us. Building the trellis of habit is a way to acknowledge the good ways God designed us as well as the ways the fall has broken us. It is a way to craft Annie Dillard’s “net for catching days.”1 How else do we get our hands on time itself?
