One of my favorite living literary authors is Cormac McCarthy, and a recent tweet by John Piper got me thinking about him again.
Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.
McCarthy’s stark wrestlings with death, evil, and God in his novels are incredible. I do not embrace his typically hopeless denouements, but treasure the triumph of grace in the historical life, death, and resurrection of Jesus. However, his writing is worth reading, as he has no patience for trifling with matters of weightlessness. Here is one paragraph of note from The Crossing in his masterful The Border Triology:
“Men do not turn from God easily you see. Not so easily. Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from. To imagine otherwise is to imagine the unspeakable. It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of Him.” (p. 148)