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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

A Brief Study of C.S.Lewis


This is an essay I wrote for school:

When most people think of C.S.Lewis they think of him as the children’s writer who wrote The Chronicles of Narnia.  I have read some of his books and started to wonder what his life was like, what experiences lead him to acquire the knowledge and beliefs he had about the God he had faith in.  It didn't take much research to find out how interesting his life really was.  I used to look up to him as a writer, I now look up to him as a person too because of the noble decisions he made in his life despite the situations he found himself in.

Clive Stapes Lewis was born on November 29, 1898 in Belfast, Northern Ireland.  He was raised in a Christian family of four; he had an older brother named Warren and two loving parents: Albert James Lewis and Augusta Hamilton Lewis.  In 1905, Jack (the name he had given himself at the age of three) and his family moved to the outskirts of Belfast and gave their newfound home the name "Little Lea".

Three years later on his father’s birthday, August 23rd, Jack's mother died of cancer.  His frantic persistent prayers that his mother would get better seemed to have been ignored by God.  The Bible his mother gave him shortly before she died was buried in the bottom of a drawer.  Years later in 1912, when Jack was 13, he abandoned his Christian faith without looking back.

One morning in 1916 an average walk to check the mail brightened his entire day as he opened up an acceptance letter from Oxford University.  The next year he was a student at Oxford from April 26 until September.  Then World War I started.  Jack enlisted in the British army and was commissioned as an officer in the 3rd Battalion, Somerset Light Infantry by September 25th.  He reached his 19th birthday as he reached the frontlines in the Somme Valley in France.  Shortly after on April 15, 1918, he was wounded during the Battle of Arras on Mount Berenchon.  By October Jack was ready to fight again; he fought for two more months and was discharged.

Now Jack was faced with a tragedy and a responsibility.  His roommate in the army and close friend Paddy Moore was killed in battle.  Later in Lewis's life he would preach a sermon and say this about death in war:

"The doctrine that war is always a greater evil seems to imply a materialist ethic, a belief that death and pain are the greatest evils.  But I do not think they are.  I think the suppression of a higher religion by a lower, or even a higher secular culture by a lower, a much greater evil.  Nor am I greatly moved by the fact that many of the individuals we strike down are innocent.  That seems, in a way, to make war not worse but better.  All men die, and most men miserably.  That two soldiers on opposite sides, each believing his own country to be in the right, each at the moment when his selfishness is most in abeyance and his will to sacrifice in the ascendant, should kill [each] other in plain battle seems to me by no means one of the most terrible things in this very terrible world."

At this point in his life though, Jack had no such views.  He remembered when he was eating dinner with the Moore family; Paddy had asked him if he would take care of his mother and sister if he died.  Jack looked his friend in the eye and promised him he would.  So in the summer of 1920, Paddy's mother and sister moved to Oxford and rented a house there.  Jack would take care of the Moore family the rest of his life.

Five years later Lewis was elected a Fellow of Magdalen College, Oxford.  He now served as a tutor in English Language and Literature.  A year later, Jack met another Fellow and rooted a friendship that would last for the rest of his life.  The Fellows name was J.R.R. Tolkien, a devout Christian.  Jack found that they both had a lot in common.  They had both served in World War I and their mothers both died when they were around the same age.  Except when Tolkien’s mother died, it seemed that it strengthened his relationship with God instead of weakening it.  Tolkien and Lewis had many talks about faith and God.  Those talks impacted Jack and in 1929 he became a theist.  He had been having the feeling that he was trying to fight off God, he then came to the conclusion that if God didn't exist there would be no one to fight off.  So he gave in, even if he didn't believe Jesus was the Son of God.  The same year he claimed his belief in God, his father died on September 24th.

Two years later Jack was talking with Tollers (his nickname for Tolkien) and his friend Hugo Dyson.  They both shared with Jack their relationships with Jesus and why they believed him to be the Son of God.  Not long after, Jack and his brother Warren were on their way to the zoo.  He explained later: "When we [Warnie and Jack] set out [by motorcycle to the Whipsnade Zoo] I did not believe that Jesus Christ was the Son of God, and when we reached the zoo I did."  Now Lewis had reclaimed his relationship with Jesus and developed a new reverence for it.

In 1933 Lewis joined a group called the Inklings.  The Inklings were a group of friends who got together for discussions and good times.  The group consisted of Tollers, Hugo Dyson, Warren, Charles Williams, Dr. Robert Havard, Owen Bartfield, and Neville Coghill.  During many Inkling meetings Jack and Tollers shared their writings like Tolkien's The Hobbit and essays from C.S. Lewis's Mere Christianity.

The Guardian published 31 "Screwtape Letters" in weekly installments in 1941 from May 2nd to November 28th.  These letters were written from the view of a demon named Screwtape to his nephew demon Wormwood.  The letters were giving Wormwood advice on how to tempt his "patient" or person he was assigned to tempt.  These letters were later published as C.S.Lewis's The Screwtape Letters.  Then in 1944 Lewis did 7 radio talks on 7 Tuesdays in a row.  These radio talks were very popular because they disscussed major issues about the second World War that was raging at the time.  In one of these radio talks he said:

"Christianity agrees . . . that this universe is at war.  But it does not think this is a war between independent powers.  It thinks it is a civil war, a rebellion, and that we are living in a part of the universe occupied by the rebel.  Enemy-occupied territory--that is what this world is.  Christianity is the story of how the rightful king has landed; you might say landed in disguise, and is calling us all to take part in a great campaign of sabotage.  When you go to church you are really listening-in to the secret wireless from our friends: that is why the enemy is so anxious to prevent us from going.  He does it by playing on our conceit and laziness and intellectual snobbery."

The radio talks were published into a book under the title Mere Christianity.  Not long after, Jack published The Great Divorce--a book about a bus ride on the outskirts of Heaven--in weekly installments in the Guardian.  The Chronicles of Narnia were published from 1950 to 1956.  By the time Lewis was publishing the last book of the series--The Last Battle--he found that one of his good friends by the name of Joy Davidsman Gresham found out her visa to stay in England wasn't approved.  Jack married her so she would be a legal British citizen.

One day Joy tripped over a phone cord and her leg snapped.  At the hospital she found out she had bone cancer at her thigh.  On the 21st of March, 1957, Jack stood by Joy's hospital bed saying his vows.  They had another marriage ceremony to make their previously private marriage public.  Finally it seemed that Joy was going to get better and the cancer was dying off.

Unfortunately Joy's cancer came back not long afterwards and her health took a turn for the worst.  This didn't stop them from going on an 11 day trip to Greece.  About a month after this trip Joy died at the age of 45.  Much like Jack's mother, she left behind two young sons.  In 1961 Lewis published A Grief Observed which was an account of his suffering after Joy's death.  This is a small passage he wrote in this book about his wife:

"For a good wife contains so many persons in herself.  What was H. not to me?  She was my daughter and my mother, my pupil and my teacher, my subject and my sovereign; and always, holding all these in solution, my trusty comrade, friend, shipmate, fellow-soldier.  My mistress; but at the same time all that any man friend (and I have good ones) has ever been to me.  Perhaps more.  If we had never fallen in love we should have none the less been always together, and created a scandal.  That's what I meant when I once praised her for her 'masculine virtues.'  But she soon put a stop to that by asking how I'd like to be praised for my feminine ones. . .”

Solomon calls his bride Sister.  Could a woman be a complete wife unless, for a moment, in one particular mood, a man felt almost inclined to call her Brother?"

In 1963 one week before his 65th birthday on November 22nd, C.S.Lewis died after suffering a heart attack and some kidney problems.  His death was not very well publicized because America was busy mourning the death of John F. Kennedy who had been assassinated that very same day.  The grave of Clive Stapes Lewis is in the yard of Holy Trinity Church in Headington Quarry, Oxford.

C.S.Lewis made a major impact in this world.  When he was alive he provided soldiers with advice over the radio and children with the timeless Chronicles of Narnia which are still popular today and being made into several major motion pictures.  Many people in the past, present and future revere C.S. Lewis’s works and his story of faith despite the anguish and suffering in his life.  His remarkable life is now a legend which continues to live on.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

The Origin Of Love

 Ever wonder why love is such a confusing thing?  So many people have so many ideas about what love is and what love should be.  Love is a grey area for all of us whether we like to admit it or not.  It is once we get down to the origin of love that we can start to understand what love is, and what love isn't.

Let's start with the old phrase "God is love"(I John 4:7).  If God is Love, then everything God does is loving.  If we are put on this earth to have a relationship with God then we are objects of His love.  This is not the kind of love that wishes us to be happy in our own little way, nor the cold love that merely wishes for our well-being, nor is it the kind of love like that of a host who feels responsible for the comfort of his guests.  This is a pure firey Love beyond what love letters can describe or hearts can beat. 

When many people speak of love, they speak as if they own the love.  We own no love, we couldn't generate an atom of it to save our lives.  All of the love we experience pulsates from God Himself.  I find it funny how many people reject God while still trying to maintain love.  They are pushing Love away with one hand and trying in vain to grasp at it with their other hand.

Let's look at what the Bible describes love as:

"Love must be sincere.  Hate what is evil, cling to what is good.  Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.  Honor one another above yourselves." (Romans 12:9-10, NIV)

Love MUST be sincere.  If you pretend to love someone it's pretty obvious to the people around you.  Hate what is evil and cling to what is good.  If someone commits a sin, it's okay to hate the sin, just don't hate the person who commits the sin.  Be devoted to one another in brotherly love and honor one another above yourselves.  God is telling us to love each other the way we love our families.  This meant even more back when it was written, if we are to fully understand this verse we must understand it the way it was received thousands of years ago.  Loyalty to family was a lot more emphasized back then than it is today.  Loving someone above yourself is the ideal love that a family should have and the ideal love we should have for everyone.  This means you are loving others even when it brings you in harms way.  Didn't Jesus love us that way?  Didn't Jesus love us like that (and still loves us like that)--to the extent of being nailed on a cross--for us?

That's not all the Bible has to say about love.  Love is one of the things the Bible gabs our ears off about--but for a good reason!  In 1 Corinthians 13:4-7, Paul says:

"Love is patient, love is kind.  It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth, it always  protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." (NIV)

Love is patient and kind, it seems like a no-brainer but it's easier said than done.  This means that we must be patient and kind to one another no matter what mood we are in.  I don't know about you but I have an especially hard time with that!  Love doesn't envy or boast, it is not proud.  These are connected, to envy or boast you have to have pride in your heart.  Pride is a tricky thing, we all have it, especially when we think we don't.  If I have a relationship with you and love you (don't worry, we are just friends!) I'm not supposed to be rude to you and I'm not supposed to use our friendship to my advantage.  If you were to smack me right now I am not supposed to get easily angered, nor am I supposed to hold it against you in the future.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  If one of us does something that doesn't honor God, the other person shouldn't go along with it just because we are friends.  You should be honest enough to tell me why what I did was wrong and didn't honor God, whether I am a Christian or not (this is assuming you are a Christian and know enough about the moral code to explain it to me).  Love always protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres.  This means we are both supposed to protect our relationship by trusting each other and hoping the best for our friendships future.  We should always expect our relationships with each other to be long term.  Be committed to your friends, girlfriend or boyfriend, and spouse. 

There is a strong misconception about love that many people have. It is the idea that if I love someone, I will do and be okay with anything that makes them happy.  I like the way C.S. Lewis explains it:

"I might, indeed, have learned, even from the poets, that Love is something more stern and splendid than mere kindness:  that even the love between the sexes is, as in Dante 'a lord of terrible aspect.'  There is kindness in Love:  but Love and kindness are not coterminous, and when kindness . . . is separated from other elements of Love, it involves a certain fundamental indifference to its object, and even something like contempt of it.  Kindness consents very readily to the removal of its object--we have all met people whose kindness to animals is constantly leading them to kill animals lest they should suffer.  Kindness, merely as such, cares not whether its object becomes good or bad, provided only that it escapes suffering.  As Scripture points out, it is bastards who are spoiled: the legitimate sons, who are to carry on the family tradition, are punished.  It is for people whom we care nothing about that we demand happiness on any terms: with our friends, our lovers, our children, we are exacting and would rather see them suffer much than be happy in contemptible and estranging modes."

This is what true love is because this is the way God loves us.  If God cared about my happiness I would not be a Christian right now, because what I think makes me happy most of the time isn't what God wants for me.  God cares about strengthening my relationship with Him, so I can have the only thing that truly makes me happy: Him.  Without God none of us have true happiness.  If you do truly love someone and care about their happiness, lead them towards Love Himself.  When they reach Him, their happiness will be eternally abundant.