Monday, September 8, 2014

a gift made, masked, marveled

* made: Jonny and Amber's spaghetti dinner, my family happy and fed
* masked: a little bit of car trouble masking the gift of a nice and quiet little walk in the sunshine
* marveled: the genius of CS Lewis (I finished That Hideous Strength today- truly awesome) 

the crux of the book:
"Jane was silent.  Though she could not tell the Director the truth and indeed did not know it herself, yet when she tried to explore her inarticulate grievance against Mark, a novel sense of her own injustice and even of pity for her husband, arose in her mind.  And her heart sank, for now it seemed to her that this conversation, to which she had vaguely looked for some sort of deliverance from all problem was in fact involving her in new ones.
'It was not his fault,' she said at last.  'I suppose our marriage was just a mistake.'
The Director said nothing.
'What would you- what would the people you are talking of- say about a case like that?'
'I will tell you if you really want to know,' said the Director.
'Please,' said Jane reluctantly.
'They would say,' he answered, ' that you do not fail in obedience through lack of love, but have lost love because you never attempted obedience.'"
and on the true Christian life:

"How did other people ... find it so easy to saunter through the world with all their muscles relaxed and a careless eye roving the horizon, bubbling over with fancy and humour, sensitive to beauty, not continually on their guard and not needing to be?  What was the secret of that fine, easy laughter which he could not by any efforts imitate?  Everything about them was different.  They could not even fling themselves into chairs without suggesting by the very posture of their limbs a certain lordliness, a leonine indolence.  There was elbow-room in their lives, as their had never been in his."  

Like developing a taste for coffee black or a love of running, it takes some tenacity to push through the pages- especially at first- but the themes of good and evil, moral relativism, skewed theology, humanism, eugenics, and even the singularity were way ahead of their time in this book.  Lewis called it a "modern fairy- tale for grown-ups," which is just about right.  It was quite fantastical and downright weird to use a more current vernacular, but I might say I've never felt so engaged in thought and imagination after reading this book.

I highly recommend it and the whole trilogy in general.  It is a gift indeed.  

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