While I was at Regent College I had a chance to do a one on one class with Eugene Peterson on Dante’s Commedia. It was my first time reading the poem and I’ve gone on to read it many times since. The look on his face indicated to me that he thought I was a bit of a clueless idiot. That look on his face has stayed with me throughout the whole of my ordained ministry. It was like this photo, but without the smile.
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