A MUST share


Found one of those Wow passages in C.S. Lewis ‘Letters to Malcolm, chiefly on Prayer’ (Letter XXII) that spoke to a great truth I have been searching fort.

“….that memory as we now know it is a dim foretaste, a mirage even, of a power which the soul, or rather Christ in the soul (he ‘went to prepare a place for us’) will exercise hereafter. It need no longer be intermittent. Above all, it need no longer be private to the soul in which it occurs….

“At present we tend to think of the soul as somehow ‘inside’ the body. But the glorified body of the resurrection as I conceive it-the sensuous life raised from its death-will be inside the soul. As God is not in space but space is in God. …

“The strangest discovery of a widower’s life is the possibility, sometimes, of recalling. with detailed and uninhibited imagination, with tenderness and gratitude, a passage of carnal love, yet with no re-awakening of concupiscence. And when this occurs (it must not be sought) awe comes upon us. It is like seeing Nature itself rising from its grave. What was sown in momentariness is raised in still permanence. What was sown as a becoming rises as being. Sown in subjectivity, it rises in objectivity. The transitory secret of two is now a chord in the ultimate music. …

“’But this,’ you protest, ‘is no resurrection of the body’. You have given the dead a sort of dream world and dream bodies. They are not real.’ Surely neither less nor more real than those you have always known: you know better than I that the ‘real world’ of our present experience (coloured,
resonant, soft or hard, cool or warm, all corseted by perspective) has no place in the world described by physics or even physiology. Matter enters our experience only by becoming sensation (when we perceive it) or conception (when we understand it). That is, by becoming soul….”

Amen, this is true! As Lewis concludes “If they are not true, something better will be. For ‘we know that we shall be made like Him, for we shall see Him as He is.’

Amen this is true!

About thebows99krug

Hi, I am Eric, a retired librarian. I was born in St. Michael's Hospital, Toronto and raised in the downtown area north of the Art Gallery, south of the University of Toronto. I went to Orde Street Public School, Harbord C.I., University College at the UofT and the UofT's Faculty of Library and Information Science. I meet my wife Patricia at FLIS; our first date was on November 15, 1968. We were engaged February 14, 1969 and married on June 21, 1969. Our family includes son, James; daughter-in-law, Erin; (both writers), grand-daughters, Vivian and Eleanor; and Sonic, a very friendly ginger tabby. My beloved wife died January 7, 2017 and our 19 year old cat Pooka died January 8, 2017. I would like to hear from any other class of '63 alumni of Harbord C.I. and class of '67 alumni of UofT's University College.
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