Monday, November 29, 2010

In each of my friends there is something that only some other friend can fully bring out. By myself I am not large enough to call the whole man into activity; I want other lights than my own to show all his facets. Now that Charles is dead, I shall never again see Ronald's reaction to a specifically Charles joke. Far from having more of Ronald, having him "to myself" now that Charles is away, I have less of Ronald . . . In this, Friendship exhibits a glorious "nearness by resemblance to heaven itself where the very multitude of the blessed (which no man can number) increases the fruition which each of us has of God. For every soul, seeing Him in her own way, doubtless communicates that unique vision to all the rest. That, says an old author, is why the Seraphim in Isaiah's vision are crying "Holy, Holy, Holy" to one another (Isaiah 6:3). The more we thus share the Heavenly Bread between us, the more we shall have.

C. S. Lewis, The Four Loves

2 comments:

  1. This was such an awesome, awesome book.

    And I know I'm probably bugging you too much, and now you're never, ever, ever going to want to read it, but it would be soooo nice if you could read "The Pilgrim's Regress" or "The Great Divorce".

    Hey, I have an idea! What about for lent, you will have to promise to read one of those, and I'll promise to read a book you want me to read. What do you think?

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  2. I don't know if I'll be able to, as I don't seem to succeed in getting much reading done, and there are several other books I am supposed to read. I'll think about it.

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