It’s not a question of God “sending” us to Hell. In each of us there is something growing up which will of itself be Hell unless it is nipped in the bud.
C.S. Lewis, God in the Dock
I get so tired of people talking about how God can’t be a God of love if he sends us to hell.
God has given us an option between Heaven and Hell, and if we continue to ignore the fact that we are sinful people, Hell will eventually take over and heaven will no longer be an option.
If we should not allow God’s hand to guide us, and continue to try on our own, He will attempt to show us what it is really like without His guidance by removing His hand completely.
God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain
From Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis
When you teach a child writing, you hold its hand while it forms the letters: that is, it forms the letters because you are forming them. We love and reason because God loves and reasons and holds our hand while we do it.
There can be no love, no compassion, no justice, no grace, but by the hand of God. We are in our most proud moments when we give ourselves credit for offering another what only God could have offered by putting His hand on ours.
Of course, a child will say “I did it Daddy!” when she has written her name with guidance by the father’s hand. However, let the father take away his hand, and she will soon stop saying “I did it!” and ask for her fathers help once more.
This is absolutely astounding, from C.S Lewis’s Case for Christ by Art Lindsley, P. 19.
Once when I was invited to his rooms after dinner for a glass of beer, he played a game. He directed, ‘Give me a number from one to forty.’ I said, ‘thirty’.
He acknowledged, ‘Right, go to the thirtieth shelf in my library.’ Then he said, ‘Give me a number from one to twenty.’
I answered, ‘Fourteen.’
He continued, ‘Right. Get the fourteenth book off the shelf. Now let’s have a number from one to one hundred.’
I said, ‘Forty-six.’
‘Now turn to page forty-six. Pick a number from one to twenty-five for the line of the page.’
I said, ‘Six.’
‘So,’ he would say, ‘read me that line.’ He could always identify it – not only by identifying the book, but he was also usually able to quote the rest of the page. This is a gift. This is something you cannot learn. It was remarkable.
He is talking about C.S. Lewis, and his amazing gift of memorization. Lewis has been considered by many an intellectual genius, “cursed” with not being able to forget anything that he read. That’s one “curse” I wouldn’t mind receiving!
It was an unusual Easter Church Service. The service was certainly focused on Christ, however, Revelation was used as the main text in order to focus our minds on the Glory of the Risen One.
Revelation is a book of prophecy, however what is more important than knowing what will happen in the end, is our response to that knowledge. The intention of making the future known is not only so we know what will happen, but also, and most importantly, the intention is that we respond by shaping our lives appropriately, so that we are prepared for the coming events.
The appropriate response to the prophecy contained in Revelation, is one of worship and adoration of the Risen One. We ought not worry about the devastation that will come in the final days, rather, be joyful in the victory that has already been achieved by Jesus’ defeat over death.
From C.S. Lewis’ The Screwtape Letters
(note: ‘Enemy’ refers to God, ‘Father’ refers to Satan; the letter is written by a demon)
One day, as he sat reading, I saw a train of thought in his mind beginning to go the wrong way. The Enemy, of course, was at his elbow in a moment. Before I knew where I was I saw my twenty years’ work beginning to totter. If I had lost my head and begun to attempt a defence by argument I should have been undone. But I was not such a fool. I struck instantly at the part of the man which I had best under my control and suggested that it was just about time he had some lunch. The Enemy presumably made the counter-suggestion (you know how one can never quite overhear What He says to them?) that this was more important than lunch. At least I think that must have been His line for when I said “Quite. In fact much too important to tackle it the end of a morning”, the patient brightened up considerably; and by the time I had added “Much better come back after lunch and go into it with a fresh mind”, he was already half way to the door. Once he was in the street the battle was won. I showed him a newsboy shouting the midday paper, and a No. 73 bus going past, and before he reached the bottom of the steps I had got into him an unalterable conviction that, whatever odd ideas might come into a man’s head when he was shut up alone with his books, a healthy dose of “real life” (by which he meant the bus and the newsboy) was enough to show him that all “that sort of thing” just couldn’t be true. He knew he’d had a narrow escape and in later years was fond of talking about “that inarticulate sense for actuality which is our ultimate safeguard against the aberrations of mere logic”. He is now safe in Our Father’s house.
These letters were written by Lewis about 70 years ago. There was no TV, no internet and very little public advertisements. Yet, Lewis writes about “Real Life” being a distraction from thinking about the unseen, kingdom realm. Now, the distractions are non-stop, the enemy is thrilled with how consumed we are with “Real Life”.
I often feel guilty when I am being unproductive. I really enjoy sitting and reading a book, or just sitting, however, there is money to be made, and bills to pay. I have to be as productive as possible or I won’t keep up with the rest of the world. What an unfortunate way to live. For this reason, I decided to begin keeping a blog. This helps me take that time to get away from “Real Life”, and focus on Eternal Life.
