I have been reading 'The Four Quartets': breathtaking.
Rowan Williams says:
This is the pivot of the Quartets: God has borne all we bear and so has made the fabric of history his own garment. The world has no discernible meaning or pattern; but into it there has entered the compassion of God.
He continues:
Eliot was a great preacher of the gospel because he had the integrity not to close his eyes to any of the real horror of the world; preaching is cheap if it fails to meet human beings at their darkest points. The reconciliation he writes of is utterly costly, mortally hard: our sole nourishment in the task is the blood of God's costly love, the assurance that death, loss, disorder are none of them stronger than the compassion of God.
Open to Judgement, p. 218-9
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