Harper Lee’s own words in her 1961 essay, in which she described love as “manifestations of a power within us that must of necessity be called divine, for it is no invention of man.”3 Maybe it was Atticus’s explanation to his daughter, Scout, about why he had to take the Tom Robinson case: because he wouldn’t feel right going to church to worship God if he didn’t. Or quite possibly it was the eloquence of Eugene Peterson’s admonitions about “words that God’s Spirit . . . uses to breathe life into