Theology Over Thrice Rewarmed Coffee

"All the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul have been but hints of it--tantalising glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled, echoes that died away just as they caught your ear. But if it should really become manifest--if there ever came an echo that did not die away but swelled into the sound itself--you would know it. Beyond all possibility of doubt you would say 'Here at last is the thing I was made for'.  We cannot tell each other about it. It is the secret signature of each soul, the incommunicable and unappeasable want... While we are, this is. If we lose this, we lose all."   -C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain She became aware again and knew immediately where she was. It wasn't a surprise, but she didn't know what to expect. The first thing she noticed was the silence. A silence that made her realize that she'd never truly known silence before. There was no ringing in her ears, no pop when she swallowed. No rustling in th...