direct, literal, objective.
the stresses of life leave us feeling unsure and
unbalanced, we can find ourselves wishing that things
fit more precisely into the above four categories.
Yet such a life would be flat and devoid of color
or texture. After a time, our souls would feel empty
and as rigid as hard wood. Thankfully, that is not
the life God has given us. Instead, God has graced
us with a life that is richly patterned, and deeper
than our minds can fully comprehend. We are able
to take one thing that seems clear, direct, literal,
and objective, and suddenly find in it images and
insights that help us see it and ourselves in a completely
journaling questions below are designed to help you
explore those more hidden depths, by taking images
from the writings of C.S. Lewis and discovering in
them deeper truth—truth about ourselves,
the world, and God. As you write, you will find yourself
responding first to the more objective truth; return
to the question as often as you can during the week
and continue writing until you have dropped into
another layer of understanding—one you had
not seen before. When you have explored the question
deeply, take an image from your writing with you
to be your companion throughout the day.
of God...flows into us from the blue of the sky,
the taste of honey, the delicious
of water whether cold or hot, and even from sleep itself.
—“Scraps,” St. James' Magazine
does God unexpectedly flow into me and how do
I know it’s God?
then she understood the devilish cunning
of the enemies' plan. By mixing a little
truth with it they
had made their lie far stronger. —The
Where do lies and truth meet in my life?
on a dragon's hoard with greedy, dragonish
thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon
himself. —The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
am I becoming?
instantly the pale brightness of the mist and the
fiery brightness of the Lion rolled themselves
together into a swirling glory and gathered themselves
up and disappeared.
—The Horse and His Boy
How can I claim the glory in my life before it disappears?
spiritual, intellectual love shot from their faces
like barbed lightning. It was so unlike the love
we experience that its expression could easily be
mistaken for ferocity.
Where does the love from heaven seem so intense in
my life that it feels fierce?
would not have called to me unless I had been
calling to you," said the Lion. —The
Who is calling my name?
was when I was happiest that I longed most...The
sweetest thing in all my life has been
the longing...to find the
place where all the beauty
—Till We Have
For what am I longing?
the midst of a world of light and love,
of song and feast and dance, [Lucifer] could
find nothing to
think of more interesting than his own
—A Preface to Paradise Lost
does my self-importance hide me from truth?