Jan 7 2012
The Singer by Calvin Miller
For most who live,
hell is never knowing
who they are.
The Singer knew and
knowing was his torment.
Recalling the popularity of The Singer: A Classic Retelling of Cosmic Conflict by Calvin Miller when I was younger, and having a vaguely positive recollection of reading and enjoying it as a teenager, when I saw it for a dollar at a library sale I snatched it up. Seeing it as a quick and potentially inspirational read, I read it read it that same week
It is a rather unique book (the first of a trilogy), a sort of poetic narrative – some poetry, prose – that re-imagines the Gospel in the form of a classical myth or fairy tale of a troubadour compelled to sing the song that points man back to their creator. His opponent is the World Hater who seeks to keep mankind enslaved and unaware of the song.
And even after all these years, it stands up very well. A little forced in places and certainly “artsy” in a sense but with beautiful and evocative language that re-imagines this timeless story in a way that knocks the dust off and allows us to see it fresh.






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