Sunday, December 30, 2007

#19



And there is nothing a dragon likes so well as a fresh dragon. That is why you so seldom find more than one dragon in the same country.

From The Voyage of the DAWN TREADER
Chapter 6

Thursday, December 27, 2007

#18

"...I never had the experience of looking for God. It was the other way round; He was the hunter (or so it seemed to me) and I was the deer." The Seeing Eye

Sunday, December 23, 2007

#17

Part of a letter from CS Lewis to his brother Warren on December 24, 1939 My dear W - I have been thinking much this week on the absurdity of Christmas customs in an infidel society, specially the Christmas card. Waiving the great absurdity of celebrating the nativity at all if you don’t believe in the incarnation, what in heaven’s name is the idea of sending every one else pictures of stage-coaches, fairies, foxes, dogs, butterflies, kittens, flowers etc? We can just trace the connection between some of these pictures and the original festival, but have you ever thought how it would appear to a person who met it for the first time?

Thursday, December 20, 2007

#16

"But who is Aslan? Do you know him?" "Well --- he knows me," said Edmund. "He is the great Lion, the son of the Emperor-over-Sea, who saved me and saved Narnia." From The Voyage of the DAWN TREADER Chapter 7

Monday, December 10, 2007

#15

More mP3 downloads available, follow this link (CS Lewis mP3) , from the recent Lewis conference in NC (SEBTS - see post #6) for 4 messages: 2 from Walter Hooper, 1 from Bruce Edwards, and 1 from James Como.

Friday, December 7, 2007

#14


Check out this site for CS Lewis news Down Under. - http://www.cslewistoday.com/

Currently the site has a few mP3 downloads of interest along with much more.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

#13

I think all Christians would agree with me if I said that though Christianity seems at first to be all about morality, all about duties and rules and guilt and virtue, yet it leads you on, out of all that, into something beyond. One has a glimpse of a country where they do not talk of those things, except perhaps as a joke. Every one there is filled full with what we should call goodness as a mirror is filled with light. But they do not call it goodness. They do not call it anything. They are not thinking of it. They are too busy looking at the source from which it comes. But this is near the stage where the road passes over the rim of our world. No one’s eyes can see very far beyond that: lots of people’s eyes can see further than mine.
Mere Christianity Book 3, Chapter 12, last paragraph