What kind of fool flings his wife to another man as if tossing a meaty shank to a drooling wolf, thinking that will cure its desire to devour the flock?
Throughout the novel I also experienced something I find happens basically every time I read Schmidt or DiCamillo or Paterson or Krosoczka or Alexander: I find myself almost weeping.
By surrendering to God, we experience an encounter with the divine, allowing worship to permeate our daily lives and shape our ethical commitments. Zimmerman argues that “authentic worship” is manifest through action.