Among the great atrocities of our age, there’s one that has to rank up there with the worst of them: loss of interest in the transcendent. Being bored of things that are anything but boring. Allowing our attention to wander from pursuits which should quicken the heart and engage the mind more than anything else. When men are reduced to dissecting, studying, and analyzing without any thought of the harm they are committing to their subject… that is one of the greatest tragedies of our time. Passion is lost in intellection, and urgency is replaced with explanation, and what once seemed the mightiest of all pursuits is now merely a topic of conversation.