Today I am longing for something authentic, aching for Jesus, wanting Him and Him alone, undone by the piercing depths of His life and love. My heart can barely stand the thought of another “unique teaching” or “keen insight” from one more “anointed” vessel. Taste for the eternal fades as we exchange the burning gaze of seraphim for the unyielding boredom of Dr. Phils dressed in preachers’ garb. O God, save us from the insightful sages of our day and give us that which has always mystified the saints and terrorized devils. -Allen Hood