Friday, July 03, 2009
How to Avoid God
- C.S. Lewis
Thursday, May 24, 2007
I Got Dreams
2) I am in someone else's house, or some kind of public place, maybe a hotel...yeah, I think it was a hotel. Anyway, people start assaulting the place with guns. A group of 'evil-doers' start shooting up the place in a rampage. I am there. I come to the point in my dream where most people get to and know that if it were real life, they would die, but somehow they either miraculously escape death in some deus ex machina kinda way, or they wake up and are saved by the bell. Well, in my dream I get shot - in the gut. Then I get shot again, in the chest. Then, I'm thinking, OK, I'm gonna survive this somehow, but then immediately the gunman comes to me and shoots me in the head. Then I think, not really recognizing that this is a dream, well, I guess it is time to die, and I just go with it. I remember thinking "Now I get to find out what nobody really knows until it happens to them." As I'm contemplating the surreal experience that I'm going through, I begin to notice my body sliding through some cross between a mud filled slip and slide like the one in Shrek 3, and the chamber that Neo wakes up in after he takes Morpheus' pill to wake up in the 'real' world. Then, somehow, I come back to life in the dream. Unlike Neo, I wake back up in the world I left when I was shot. I marvel at the fact that I survived. Then, I wake up for real.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
The Alcoholic
- C. S. Lewis
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Thank God
- George MacDonald
Monday, October 30, 2006
The Magic Apple
- C. S. Lewis
Friday, October 20, 2006
Working on the Car
Liken your relationship with God to the image of a father and his son. They find themselves one Saturday afternoon out in the driveway. The father's torso tucked under the hood of a car, the son standing by at the ready. The father is doing all the work. He knows what job is necessary to complete the needed repairs. The son waits in anxious anticipation for any instructions from his father on how he might assist in the process. The father is doing it all. Then, to the son's delight, the father calls for the son, and asks that he bring a particular tool. The son jumps at the opportunity to lend a hand. He identifies the tool his father requested, and delivers it with glee. His glee is pure, and stems from the chance to simply play a small role in assisting his father. The father could have gotten the tool himself, could have ignored the eager child waiting by his side, but instead, he was pleased by the child's eagerness, and wanted him to be a part of his work. Once the tool is handed from the son to the father, the father surprises the boy. He asks his son to come closer, and watch what he intends to do with the tool. The father demonstrates the use of the tool for the particular job he has in mind. He walks the son through the repair work to be done. Then, the father hands the son the tool and says, "You do it. I'm right here, and will help when you need it, but do it just like I showed you." The son trembles with excitement and fear. He wants nothing more than to please his father, and show him that he's a good son. The boy tries, but fails miserably at reproducing the manuever he had just watched his father perform. The child sulks, and feels great regret and shame for the way he believes he's just disappointed his father. But the father is far from disappointed. The father is overwhelmed with pleasure, beaming with joy because he knows how much his son wants to please him. He tells his son, "It's alright, try again, you're doing fine. You're learning. This is how I meant to teach you. Someday you will be able to do this on your own. One day, after practice and guidance, you will be an expert at this."
In one way or another, that story, or analogy, or illustration was inspiring to someone I shared it with. So, I bring it here for the millions (not) of readers of this blog to see.
I now approach the morning where I go to visit my earthly father in the hospital. He's been admitted due to suffereing through life threatening withdrawal symptoms after a day without alcohol. I go to see him in hopes of encouraging him to stay for the prescribed time to detox with medical supervision. I pray to the Father of us both that his pride will be broken, that his will will fail, and he will finally rely on others for his steps to freedom. Wish us luck.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Everything is Under Control?
- Bart Campolo
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Lifting Weights
- George MacDonald
Monday, September 18, 2006
Friends
- C.S. Lewis
Saturday, September 16, 2006
We shall not be condemned, but...
- George MacDonald
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Getting to Know God
...the instrument through which you see God is your whole self. And if a man's self is not kept clean and bright, His glimpse of God will be blurred - like the Moon seen through a dirty telescope.
C. S. Lewis
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Infinite Relief
- C. S. Lewis
Friday, May 26, 2006
A Complicated Attempt to Avoid the Obvious?
My argument against God was that the universe seemed so cruel and unjust. But how had I got this idea of just and unjust? A man does not call a line crooked unless he has some idea of a straight line. What was I comparing this universe with when I called it unjust? If the whole show was bad and senseless from A to Z, so to speak, why did I, who was supposed to be part of the show, find myself in such violent reaction against it? A man feels wet when he falls into water, because man is not a water animal: a fish would not feel wet.
Of course I could have given up my idea of justice by saying it was nothing but a private idea of my own. But if I did that, then my argument against God collapsed too — for the argument depended on saying that the world was really unjust, not simply that it did not happen to please my private fancies.
Thus in the very act of trying to prove that God did not exist — in other words, that the whole of reality was senseless — I found I was forced to assume that one part of reality — namely my idea of justice — was full of sense.
Consequently atheism turns out to be too simple. If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning...
- C. S. Lewis
Monday, May 22, 2006
Wickedness Examined
- C. S. Lewis
Thursday, April 27, 2006
What is Sin?
- C. S. Lewis
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Fear of God: A Preliminary, Natural, Necessary Phase
Until love, which is the truth towards God, is able to cast out fear, it is well that fear should hold; it is a bond, however poor, between that which is and that which creates - a bond that must be broken, but a bond that can be broken only by the tightening of an infinitely closer bond. Verily, God must be terrible to those that are far from him; for they fear He will do, yea, He is doing with them what they do not, cannot desire, and can ill endure. Such as many men are, such as all without God would become, they must prefer a devil, because of his supreme selfishness, to a God who will die for His creatures, and insists upon giving Himself to them, insists upon their being unselfish and blessed like Himself. That which is the power and worth of life they must be, or die; and the vague consciousness of this makes them afraid. They love their poor existence as it is; God loves it as it must be - and they fear Him.
- George MacDonald
Monday, March 20, 2006
Christianity: A Derivative of Morality
- C. S. Lewis