Wed Apr 09 2025

While one was within the second third of one's life, one had all these goals in view, of happy marriage, happy fathering, and (most of all, sadly) successful careering. But at this point it's beginning to look a little bankrupt. Maybe "superficial" is a better word. So "What Now, My Love?" Is the last third of life disillusionment and moping; or compulsed repetition; or possibly/impossibly "Behold, I do a New Thing" (Isaiah 43:19)? PZ is joined by a special guest to discuss these questions and more.