A thought from 19th century fantasy writer George MacDonald (literary mentor of C. S. Lewis) on the subject of faith in weakness:“The man is perfect in faith who can come to God in the utter dearth of his feelings and desires, without a glow or an aspiration, with the weight of low thoughts, failures, neglects, and wandering forgetfulness, and say to Him, ‘Thou art my refuge.’”
This is a staggering reminder to me that, for the Christian, faith is not simply to believe or to assent, but to lean, to trust, to need the thing outside itself in which it finds true refuge. It is faith that finds the cross of Christ absolutely necessary and central, rather than merely symbolic, inspirational, and peripheral.
(You may also recognize MacDonald from Lewis' Great Divorce, where he shows up as a fictional version of himself, leading people into Heaven. Any hero of Lewis' is a hero of mine!)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment