I came home from Church today to learn that the great Thomas Forsyth Torrance has died. I noted earlier that “[t]he year 2007 seems to have hit the world of biblical and theological scholarship particularly hard”; Torrance’s death only adds to the weightiness of this judgement. There was, quite simply, no surer guide to Barth and his theology: a single sentence of his on the subject provided more light, and more substance, than rivers of ink spilled by others. The arid fields of Scottish theology became lush and green at his word, and his treatments of Calvin and of Patristic thought became, for me, milestones along the way of a pilgrimage. T. F. Torrance, the father and teacher of us all, has died: may he rest in peace.