Happy Birthday, C. S. Lewis

If by some miraculous reason Lewis were still alive today, he'd have been 108.

When I was in college I made it my goal to read everything C. S. Lewis had ever written. I never actually finished that goal, but I read a whole lot of Lewis, especially in those days. In fact, I read so much Lewis in my college days, and his thoughts were so intermingled with mine, that I started getting marked off on my term papers for using British spellings instead of American ones (colour vs. color, honour vs. honor etc.). Yes, I confess that I used a typewriter in college for the first three years for all my writing; I didn't start using a computer until my final year.

I have a great little daily devotional drawn from Lewis' writings entitled The Business of Heaven. The title comes from a statement that Lewis once made, "Joy is the serious business of heaven."

Today's entry comes from one of his best known works, Mere Christianity and is worth repeating here.

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 where they do not talk of those things, except as a joke. Everyone 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.