Friday, May 11, 2012

the term is over and the holidays have begun


"If one could run without getting tired, I don't think one would often want to do anything else 

--C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle

Today, I finished C.S. Lewis class and sophomore year. Our last book? Appropriately enough: The Last BattleReading The Last Battle was a treat. An absolute delight. It was a respite in a sea of finals studying.
There was one quote in particular I read, and I ran to my best friend in utter excitement to read her the quote.
When the children reach the New Narnia, Lucy mourns the passing of Old Narnia, Professor Digory comforts her by saying: 

"But that was not the real Narnia. That had a beginning and an end. It was only a shadow or a copy of the real Narnia, which has always been here and always will be here: just as our own world, England all, is only a shadow or copy of something in Aslan's real world. You need not mourn over Narnia, Lucy. All of the old Narnia that mattered, all the dear creatures, have been drawn into the real Narnia through the Door."


That was not the real Narnia--it had a beginning and an end. The real things will never pass away. To be Real, to be utterly more Real and more There (more solid: see The Great Divorce), means to always be present, to not be bound by the confines of time. As Peter himself said at the beginning, in The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe"Well, sir, if things are real, they're there all the time."
Real things are the eternal things.


We're at home in this world, but, at the same time we are homesick. We were made for a world where we aren't bound by the confines of time, where we have to move from moment to moment and leave behind each moment as soon as we come to it. We desire to experience all moments at once, and never leave them behind.

 If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.
--C.S. Lewis




This desire is our desire for the eternal moment. The one moment in which we continually delve further up and further in.


Hope sees what is not yet but what will be
She loves what is not yet but will be
-Peguy

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