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Wednesday, May 28. 2008

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To speak of man's search for God is like speaking of the mouse's search for the cat.


C.S. Lewis, in Surprised by Joy. (h/t to Dr. Bob)


 

Posted by Bird Dog in Quotidian Quotable Quote (QQQ), Religion at 18:31 | Comments (12) | Trackbacks (0)

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As I recall, and this may not be exact, Lewis once stated that he was dragged "kicking and screaming" into belief in God. Pretty much my own experience, actually.

Marianne
#1 Marianne Matthews on 2008-05-28 19:44 (Reply)
He was being ironic.
#1.1 Jephnol (Link) on 2008-05-28 20:00 (Reply)
By saying, "like speaking of the mouse's search for the cat" that is....
#1.1.1 Jephnol (Link) on 2008-05-28 20:01 (Reply)
What we mice need to do is bell God so we always know where he is.
#1.1.2 Mister Snitch (Link) on 2008-05-28 20:03 (Reply)
"...and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."
#1.1.2.1 Jephnol (Link) on 2008-05-28 21:14 (Reply)
Then it's settled: Jephnol will bell God.
#1.1.2.1.1 Mister Snitch (Link) on 2008-05-28 21:54 (Reply)
Oh great. That's the story of my life... I'm sitting on the sh*t pile of ingratitude right up until some whacked-out sh*t needs to get done and somebody needs someone crazy enough to do it. Then, oh, how the honey flows...

Okay, I'm on this... But only because I used to feel I was on tight with the Creator. I was the first to look down at the floor, call myself a spiritual doofus and smack myself on the chest; but I felt an inadequate love and obligation to God Almighty that made me shake right down to my very small core. God would wink and pat me on the back and say, "Little Dude, you're messed up, but I like you; we're going to do alright." And I want that back.

Jeesh. Next time ask Buddy to do it.
#1.1.2.1.1.1 Jephnol (Link) on 2008-05-28 22:36 (Reply)
Yeah, yeah. Just go. And remember, don't look back.
#1.1.2.1.1.1.1 Mister Snitch (Link) on 2008-05-28 23:45 (Reply)
Grumbles and turns, walking dejectedly towards his fate, dragging a very large cat collar with one bell. Mutters last words, "Next time get Buddy to do it!"
#1.1.2.1.1.1.1.1 Jephnol (Link) on 2008-05-29 00:02 (Reply)
surreal -- so real -- 's a reel
#1.1.2.1.1.1.1.1.1 buddy larsen on 2008-05-31 02:29 (Reply)
Lewis was speaking literally, when he said that he was a most reluctant convert to Christianity. He felt that he was victim of a heavenly plot. In Surprised by Joy he says: " In reading Chesterton, as in reading MacDonald, I did not know what I was letting myself in for. A young man who wishes to remain a sound Atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. There are traps everywhere- " Bibles left open, millions of surprises," as Herbert says, " fine nets and stratgems." God is, if I may say it, very unscrupulous."
#2 sean on 2008-05-28 23:39 (Reply)
"man's search for God is like speaking of the mouse's search for the cat."

The lover seeking the beloved is better. Even better is the beloved seeking the lover. The divine being male in relation to the waiting spirit.
#3 jlpeterson@cableone.net on 2008-05-28 23:57 (Reply)

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