The Youngest Day

Judgment, like spring, declares what God had in mind; heaven, like autumn, insists he’s got it all in his pocket.

From Chapter 14, “The Funeral,” in Robert Farrar Capon’s collection of seasonal musings, “The Youngest […]

The following is a timely excerpt from Robert Farrar Capon’s The Youngest Day, a collection […]

When it comes to grace, no one writes with more elegance, humor, and well, grace, […]