My second time this year reading Trible’s important work, this time for a graduate class. Still poignant and powerful, still sobering and convicting. A different kind of spooky season read, but scary and terror-filled nonetheless.

“If art imitates life, scripture likewise reflects it in both holiness and horror. Reflections themselves neither mandate nor manufacture change; yet by enabling insight, they may inspire repentance. In other words, sad stories may yield new beginnings.” (2)