"The Reformation was a time when men went blind,
staggering drunk because they had discovered, in the dusty basement of late
medievalism, a whole cellar full of fifteen-hundred-year-old, two-hundred proof
Grace–bottle after bottle of pure distilate of Scripture, one sip of which
would convince anyone that God saves us single-handedly. The word of the
Gospel–after all those centuries of trying to lift yourself into heaven by
worrying about the perfection of your bootstraps–suddenly turned out to be a
flat announcement that the saved were home before they started…Grace has to be
drunk straight: no water, no ice, and certainly no ginger ale; neither
goodness, nor badness, not the flowers that bloom in the spring of super
spirituality could be allowed to enter into the case." (Fr. Robert Farrar
Capon - 1925-2013)
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