A toast for Robert Farrar Capon
Robert Farrar Capon died last week, at the age of 88. Capon was an Episcopal priest and the author of 20 books, ranging from marriage manuals to novels.
The first time I heard Capon’s words, I saw visions. I was sitting in yet another seminary course, alternately looking for heresy and yawning. Then the professor opened a pale yellow copy of The Supper of the Lamb, and he read this:
We were given appetites, not to consume the world and forget it, but to taste its goodness and hunger to make it great. That is the unconsolable heartburn, the lifelong disquietude of having been made in the image of God.
