I learned today that the author Madeleine L'Engle died or September 6 at age 88. She is perhaps best known for her award-winning children's book, "A Wrinkle in Time," which won the John Newbery Award in 1963 and has since sold millions of copies. She also wrote many books for adults, some of which deal with her spiritual life. She was an Episcopalian (my team) who was devoted to both her faith and her craft. She was at one time Writer-in-Residence at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City.
Last year I read, "Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art," and found it more than just interesting--it was eye-opening. It's from her that I first heard the idea that art, made in a spiritually open way, has the ability to place the artist into the role of "co-creator" with God. Amazing stuff, and just what I needed to read at the time, as I struggled to find balance in my own life.
Eighty-eight years is a good long run. Can I mourn the passing of someone I didn't know, who lived a thoughtful and productive life, and died peacefully? Perhaps not, but I think I harbored some small idea that someday I might meet her, even though she was no longer making public appearances. I suppose that meeting will have to wait.