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umbrellasandcoffee:

I used to believe that I know You so damn well. From movies I’ve watched, to stories I heard (willingly and unwillingly) down to lectures from people who are complete experts about You. But the older I get, the more I find out how absurd that was. For You are so infinite, so vast, so much more than what people try to make You to be.

Sometimes when I look at You I think how familiar You are to me and yet, somehow, You feel like a total stranger and I cannot comprehend how those two can be so true at the same time.

People say that You are kind, gentle, all powerful and just and yet when I look around I see people dying on the street corners — dying of hunger and cold. I see people resorting to drugs and pills and eventually killing themselves because depression is something too unbearable to deal with. I see a poor child roaming dangerous streets to ask for alms, desperately clinging to what little hope and life he has left. I see good people slowly being tortured and dying of cancer, people who doesn’t even deserve what they’re getting. I see a girl sittting by the window, quietly hoping for her father’s return, unscathe and well from war. I see government officials living in luxury and stealing the money commoners like me worked so hard for. So how come people say You are all poweful and just? Sometimes I find it hard to believe.

But then, in moments of complete emptiness, when I finally surrender searching for You like a soldier surrendering his sword and admitting defeat in battle, I find the courage to go on. Then I realize that You’ve been there all along, silently walking with me, even carrying me when You know I’ve lost all will to move forward.

And when I looked out the window, I know that I need not look for You anymore. You’re everywhere. I see You in the stars and in the sky, I see You in birds and in the trees, I see You in my mother and her overflowing love for me, I see You in my friends who come to my aid in troubled times, I see You in people helping each other during calamities, I see You in hereos and their courage, I see You in marriage and absolute love of a man and woman for each other, I see You in the hope quietly lurking around the corner of my heart, I see You in my courage to try and keep trying no matter how dire the situation is.

The world is full of lies, deceit, greed, lust and treachery but it is also filled of hope, kindness, bravery, chasteness, humility and ultimately, love. Because You can make the world beautiful because You are kind and all powerful and just.

“And the memory of that moment stayed with them always, so that as long as they both lived, if ever they were sad or afraid or angry, the thought of all that golden goodness, and the feeling that it was still there, quite close, just round some corner or just behind some door, would come back and make them sure, deep down inside, that all was well.”

-The Magician’s Nephew, C.S. Lewis


God created things which had free will. That means creatures which can either go wrong or right. Some people think they can imagine a creature which was free but had no possibility of going wrong; I cannot. If a thing is free to be good, it is also free to be bad. And free will is what has made evil possible. Why then, did God give him free will? Because free will, though it makes evil impossible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having. The happiness which God designs for His higher creatures is the happiness of being freely, voluntarily united to Him and to each other in an ecstasy of love and delight compared with which the most rapturous love between a man and woman on earth is mere like milk and water. And for that, they must be free.
-The Shocking Alternative [Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis]

God created things which had free will. That means creatures which can either go wrong or right. Some people think they can imagine a creature which was free but had no possibility of going wrong; I cannot. If a thing is free to be good, it is also free to be bad. And free will is what has made evil possible. Why then, did God give him free will? Because free will, though it makes evil impossible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having. The happiness which God designs for His higher creatures is the happiness of being freely, voluntarily united to Him and to each other in an ecstasy of love and delight compared with which the most rapturous love between a man and woman on earth is mere like milk and water. And for that, they must be free.

-The Shocking Alternative [Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis]

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resolution, reconciliation

mochachinadoll:

“Peace does not dwell in the outward things, but in the heart prepared to wait trustfully and quietly on Him who has all things safely in His hands.

It is amazing how clear things become when we are still before Him, not complaining, not insisting on quick answers, only seeking to hear His word in the stillness, and to see things in His light.”

-Elisabeth Elliot

{1 Corinthians 12:25-26}

And now a very curious thing happened. None of the children knew who Aslan was any more than you do; but the moment the Beaver had spoken these words everyone felt quite different. Perhaps it has sometimes happened to you in a dream that someone says something which you don’t understand but in the dream it feels as if it had some enormous meaning - either a terrifying one which turns the whole dream into a nightmare or else a lovely meaning too lovely to put into words, which makes the dream so beautiful that you remember it all your life and are always wishing you could get into that dream again. It was like that now. At the name of Aslan each one of the children felt something jump in its inside. Edmund felt a sensation of mysterious horror. Peter felt suddenly brave and adventurous. Susan felt as if some delicious smell or some delightful strain of music had just floated by her. And Lucy got the feeling you have when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays or the beginning of the summer.

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

Isn’t God supposed to be good? Isn’t He supposed to love us? Does God want us to suffer? What if the answer to that question is yes? See, I’m not sure that God particularly wants us to be happy. I think He wants us to be able to love and be loved. He wants us to grow up. I suggest to you that it is because God loves us that He makes us the gift of suffering. To put it another way, pain is God’s megaphone to rouse a deaf world. You see, we are like blocks of stone out of which the sculptor carves the forms of men. The blows of His chisel, which hurt us so much are what make us perfect.

C.S. Lewis (via redeemedheart)

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