God Loveth Adverbs

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Lately I have been struggling to find a reason for writing. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but sometimes, loving it seems inadequate and small a reason.

And then I read this:

This God liked elegant sentences and was offended by dangling modifiers. Once you believe this, where can you stop? If the Maker of the Universe admired words well put together, think of how he must love sound thought well put together, and if he loved sound thinking, how he must love a Bach concerto, and if he loved a Bach concerto think of how he prized any human effort to bring a foretaste, be it ever so small, of his Kingdom of Justice and peace and happiness to the victimized people of the world. In short, I met the Maker of the Universe who loved the world he made and was dedicated to its redemption. I found the joy of the Lord, not at a prayer meeting, but in English Composition 101.

Philip Yancey, Rumours of Another World.

God loves what I do. He loves that I try to make a difference through written words, and He loves that I try to string words together to form legible sentences.

It brings tears to my eyes, knowing that what I do matters to Him, and knowing that He loves it is all the reason I will need.
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