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Lindsey Brigham Knott

Lindsey Knott relishes the chance to learn literature, composition, rhetoric, and logic alongside her students at a classical school in her North Florida hometown. She and her husband Alex keep a home filled with books, instruments, and good company.

Lindsey Brigham Knott Sep 3, 2016

I’ve lived along the Atlantic long enough to think this week’s hurricane was mild, gentle even, at least in my neighborhood. It ruffled the trees, swirled the clouds, churned the river like a fine butter—but not much more than that. We sat calmly inside as the circling clouds gave the sun the effect of a light bulb about to burst . . . on again, off again, rain, sunshine, rainshine.

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Aug 23, 2016

Some musical works, especially classical ones, resemble Mr. Darcy at the Netherfield Ball: they require a formal introduction for proper acquaintance (and woe betide the Mr. Collins who thinks otherwise). But other works, like other people, welcome strangers. It is sometimes possible to love a person before you learn his name and to understand a work of music before comprehending its composition. Such is the case with Bedrich Smetana’s “The Moldau.”

Take a listen.  

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Aug 8, 2016

The proverbial imagination pictures Wisdom as a noble lady who prepares a feast and invites any who would come: “Wisdom has built her house; she has hewn her seven pillars. She has slaughtered her beasts; she has mixed her wine; she has also set her table. She has sent out her young women to call from the highest places in the town, ‘Whoever is simple, let him turn in here!’ To him who lacks sense she says, ‘Come, eat of my bread and drink of the wine I have mixed. Leave our simple ways, and live, and walk in the way of insight’” (Proverbs 9:1-6). 

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Aug 5, 2016

Visiting Eighth Day Books has been a daydream of mine for a while, and though I have yet to make it to Wichita, I had the next-best delight of browsing their book tables at the CiRCE conference last month. So I am now the joyful host to several Eighth Day books making their homes on my bookshelf. 

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Jul 25, 2016

New sounds rang through the old cathedrals: Lutheran chorales and Reformed Psalm-singing proclaimed the Protestants’ conviction that congregations should participate in worship as fully as possible. Yet simultaneously, composers faithful to Rome labored to craft gloriously intricate music through which they hoped to offer praise worthy of a God of infinite majesty. Of these latter, none was more famous, nor perhaps more masterful, than Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina. 

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Jul 18, 2016

Saturday afternoon, just as sunlight began to slant through the stained glass, I listened to a joyful bride pledging her solemn, ancient vows: for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish until death parts. And, answering her pledge, the pronouncement—man and wife. 

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Jul 5, 2016

I overheard someone the other day lamenting Americans’ obstinate resistance to the metric system, and I wished that G.K. Chesterton had written an ode to English measuring units. Anyone who could begin an essay with such a line as “At about twenty-one minutes past two today I suddenly saw that asparagus is the secret of aristocracy” could certainly have done justice to a system so marvelously, poetically, truthfully hodgepodge as our units of measurement. 

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Jun 27, 2016

Scripture’s stance on complaining is sobering. It comes not only through exhortations in the epistles, which are explicit enough—1 Corinthians 10 lumps complaining with idolatry, sexual immorality, and tempting God—but it also comes through the stories: Cain lashing out at Abel, Miriam struck with leprosy, Korah swallowed by the earth, the Israelites made sick on quail, a whole generation barred from the Promised Land, Naomi retreating into bitterness, Jonah rebuked by a withering vine.

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Jun 16, 2016

Of course I’ve always envied the Pevensies for getting to go through the wardrobe. But before that, and almost equally, I’ve envied them for getting to go on holiday. It nettled me when I was in school: once summertime came around, they went on holiday. I went on vacation. 

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Lindsey Brigham Knott Jun 10, 2016

If reading for school is like embarking on a voyage of discovery, requiring maps and provisions, steely-jawed resolve and a dash of desperation—then reading for summer is like setting forth on an Arthurian quest: prize or peril’s rife around each corner, but a holiday spirit persistently present. I’ve made four stacks of books, not-so-neatly sorted, and I pull from whichever suits my fancy of the moment. 

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