I wish, oh I wish, Dave Carter had gone on shar­ing new aspects of his gift with us for years to come. His task was an unend­ing one, so of course it feels like it was pre­ma­turely arrested, because the work of untan­gling the world can never be fin­ished. The long­ing for new Dave Carter music and the new under­stand­ing that comes with it brings me to the brink on days like this. Then I remem­ber: his gift is gen­er­a­tive. Oth­ers have been stirred to share their own new visions of the world because of the words Dave Cater wrote. That trib­ute keeps him as present now as he ever was, and my lament only delays its fur­ther uncovering. […]