The Screwtape Letters: Twenty-Six Through Thirty

The Screw­tape Let­ters by C.S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

We’re almost done. Next week’s read­ings will be very short indeed. You might even want to fin­ish them off now — they will take you a few extra min­utes at most.

These pas­sages caught my eye this week:

In let­ter 27, the demon says of humans

…their kind of con­scious­ness forces them to encounter the whole, self-con­sis­tent cre­ative act as a series of suc­ces­sive events. Why that cre­ative act leaves room for their free will is the prob­lem of prob­lems, the secret behind the Ene­my’s non­sense about “Love”. How it does so is no prob­lem at all; for the Ene­my does not fore­see the humans mak­ing their free con­tri­bu­tions in a future, but sees them doing so in His unbound­ed Now. And obvi­ous­ly to watch a man doing some­thing is not to make him do it. (Let­ter 27, pages 264–265)

I like this, but I’m not sure I agree with it com­plete­ly. The last half I’m def­i­nite­ly on board with. The first half makes me hes­i­tant. God rest­ed on the sev­enth day, but Lewis makes the demon say that all of human his­to­ry is the con­tin­u­a­tion of the act of cre­ation. There’s a beau­ti­ful insight hid­den in there, but I think the way Lewis word­ed it falls out­side the bounds that Scrip­ture per­mits. I’d be more com­fort­able with some­thing along these lines, “Of course they can find an unbro­ken series of caus­es lead­ing up to the con­di­tion they desired — the Ene­my saw their request being made simul­ta­ne­ous­ly with His answer to their prayer man­i­fest­ing two weeks lat­er even as He began form­ing the con­di­tions that would lead to its answer a month before they even became aware of their need. There is a sense in which it is all Now to Him.”

Now that I’ve offered some writ­ing advice to Lewis, I’m off to give some invest­ing advice to War­ren Buf­fet. But first, the next mis­sive (let­ter 28).

Lewis has Screw­tape offer a com­plaint about humans and time.

How valu­able time is to us may be gauged by the fact that the Ene­my allows us so lit­tle of it. The major­i­ty of the human race dies in infan­cy; of the sur­vivors, a good many die in youth. It is obvi­ous that to Him human birth is impor­tant chiefly as the qual­i­fi­ca­tion for human death, and death sole­ly as the gate to that oth­er kind of life. We are allowed to work only on a select­ed minor­i­ty of the race, for what humans call a “nor­mal life” is the excep­tion. Appar­ent­ly He wants some—but only a very few—of the human ani­mals with which He is peo­pling Heav­en to have had the expe­ri­ence of resist­ing us through an earth­ly life of six­ty or sev­en­ty years. Well, there is our oppor­tu­ni­ty. The small­er it is, the bet­ter we must use it. (Let­ter 28, page 268)

Clear­ly, Lewis believes that infants and chil­dren go to heav­en. I share this belief. As David said of his dead son in 2 Samuel 2:23, “I will go to him, but he will not return to me.”

Else­where in the let­ter we see that this tick­et to heav­en for the young is so frus­trat­ing to demons that they some­times endeav­or to keep us alive, but I think that’s not quite right. After all, John 10:10 informs us that the ene­my comes to steal, kill and destroy. Nonethe­less, Lewis is on to some­thing here.

This last excerpt (from let­ter 29) is my favorite for the week.

This, indeed, is prob­a­bly one of the Ene­my’s motives for cre­at­ing a dan­ger­ous world—a world in which moral issues real­ly come to the point. He sees as well as you do that courage is not sim­ply one of the virtues, but the form of every virtue at the test­ing point, which means, at the point of high­est real­i­ty. A chasti­ty or hon­esty, or mer­cy, which yields to dan­ger will be chaste or hon­est or mer­ci­ful only on con­di­tions. Pilate was mer­ci­ful till it became risky. (Let­ter 29, page 270)

This, this, a thou­sand times this. Act with courage. It takes courage to stand for Christ at Stan­ford. It takes courage to for­go a plea­sure and risk giv­ing offense because of a deep con­vic­tion. It takes courage to tell your friends cer­tain truths.

Some­thing that encour­ages me (lit­er­al­ly encour­ages me — puts courage into me) is to reflect on this: Rev­e­la­tion 21:8 tells us that the cow­ard­ly are the first group thrown into hell. It’s a sober­ing thought.

And this relat­ed point at the end of the let­ter speaks direct­ly to what I see as one of the chief fail­ings in mod­ern cul­ture:

For remem­ber, the act of cow­ardice is all that mat­ters; the emo­tion of fear is, in itself, no sin and, though we enjoy it, does us no good. (Let­ter 29, page 271)

So many peo­ple today con­fuse feel­ings with action. For instance, they often seem to believe that feel­ing bad about some­thing is the same thing as oppos­ing it. “I saw those pic­tures of starv­ing chil­dren and I felt bad. I should tweet about how hor­ri­ble hunger is.” Do you know who is actu­al­ly opposed to hunger? The peo­ple who send mon­ey or spend time to com­bat hunger.  On the last day, Jesus is not going to say, “As you felt it for the least of these, so you felt it for me.” Allow your feel­ings to inform your choic­es, but do not con­fuse the two.

Be a per­son of action and hell will hate you.

Enjoy the last lit­tle bit of read­ing!

The Screwtape Letters: Twenty Through Twenty-Five

The Screw­tape Let­ters by C.S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

This week we’re look­ing at let­ters 20 to 25. Two pas­sages caught my atten­tion this week.

I was struck by how con­tem­po­rary Lewis’s com­ments on sex­u­al temp­ta­tion in let­ter 20 seem, even though he wrote this book near­ly 80 years ago.

We have engi­neered a great increase in the licence which soci­ety allows to the rep­re­sen­ta­tion of the appar­ent nude (not the real nude) in art, and its exhi­bi­tion on the stage or the bathing beach. It is all a fake, of course; the fig­ures in the pop­u­lar art are false­ly drawn; the real women in bathing suits or tights are actu­al­ly pinched in and propped up to make them appear firmer and more slen­der and more boy­ish than nature allows a full-grown woman to be. Yet at the same time, the mod­ern world is taught to believe that it is being “frank” and “healthy” and get­ting back to nature. As a result we are more and more direct­ing the desires of men to some­thing which does not exist—making the role of the eye in sex­u­al­i­ty more and more impor­tant and at the same time mak­ing its demands more and more impos­si­ble. What fol­lows you can eas­i­ly fore­cast! (let­ter 20, page 243)

It was indeed easy to fore­cast, but now we need mere­ly look around. Sex­u­al dys­func­tion plagues our soci­ety. A study that appeared this week (Pornog­ra­phy Use and Mar­riage Entry Dur­ing Ear­ly Adult­hood: Find­ings From a Pan­el Study of Young Amer­i­cans in pre­pub­li­ca­tion) found that “high­er lev­els of pornog­ra­phy use in emerg­ing adult­hood were asso­ci­at­ed with a low­er like­li­hood of mar­riage by the final sur­vey wave for men, but not women.” Lewis called it.

The oth­er pas­sage which stood out to me was from let­ter 21, and I con­fess it struck uncom­fort­ably close to home:

Men are not angered by mere mis­for­tune but by mis­for­tune con­ceived as injury. And the sense of injury depends on the feel­ing that a legit­i­mate claim has been denied. The more claims on life, there­fore, that your patient can be induced to make, the more often he will feel injured and, as a result, ill-tem­pered. Now you will have noticed that noth­ing throws him into a pas­sion so eas­i­ly as to find a tract of time which he reck­oned on hav­ing at his own dis­pos­al unex­pect­ed­ly tak­en from him. It is the unex­pect­ed vis­i­tor (when he looked for­ward to a qui­et evening), or the friend’s talk­a­tive wife (turn­ing up when he looked for­ward to a tete‑а-tete with the friend), that throw him out of gear.… They anger him because he regards his time as his own and feels that it is being stolen.… The man can nei­ther make, nor retain, one moment of time; it all comes to him by pure gift; he might as well regard the sun and moon his chat­tels. He is also, in the­o­ry, com­mit­ted a total ser­vice of the Ene­my; and if the Ene­my appeared to him in bod­i­ly form and demand­ed that total ser­vice for even one day, he would not refuse.

That is so true. If God asks for fif­teen min­utes, I’ll give it to Him glad­ly regard­less of what I am doing. But if some­one chats with me for fif­teen min­utes while I’m try­ing to get a task done, I become impa­tient and irri­ta­ble. Yet Jesus clear­ly said “what­ev­er you did for one of the least of these broth­ers and sis­ters of mine, you did for me” (Matthew 25:40). I need to change.

Any­way, that’s some of what I got from this week’s read­ings. Only two weeks of read­ing remain!

The Screwtape Letters: Thirteen Through Nineteen

The Screw­tape Let­ters by C.S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

Lewis is on such a roll! This week we’re look­ing at let­ters thir­teen through nine­teen, and insights abound. I fear that if I don’t con­strain myself I’ll just cut and paste all of the text.

I’ll lim­it myself to two excerpts from Lewis along with some brief com­men­tary on them.

The great thing is to pre­vent his doing any­thing. As long as he does not con­vert it into action, it does not mat­ter how much he thinks about this new repen­tance. Let the lit­tle brute wal­low in it. Let him, if he has any bent that way, write a book about it; that is often an excel­lent way of ster­il­iz­ing the seeds which the Ene­my plants in a human soul. Let him do any­thing but act. No amount of piety in his imag­i­na­tion and affec­tions will harm us if we can keep it out of his will. As one of the humans has said, active habits are strength­ened by rep­e­ti­tion but pas­sive ones are weak­ened. The more often he feels with­out act­ing, the less he will be able ever to act, and, in the long run, the less he will be able to feel. (Let­ter 13, page 223)

Wow. I had for­got­ten Lewis said this. This is so good! The author to which Screw­tape is allud­ing is Joseph But­ler and you can see the source of the quote at Lewisiana.

Lewis is dri­ving at this: the longer you mean to do some­thing the less like­ly you are to do it. So get off your good inten­tions and do some­thing you know you are sup­posed to do. Obe­di­ence unlocks insight. The more you do the more you will under­stand and then the more oppor­tu­ni­ties for obe­di­ence you will have. It’s a vir­tu­ous cycle.

You must there­fore con­ceal from the patient the true end of Humil­i­ty. Let him think of it not as self-for­get­ful­ness but as a cer­tain kind of opin­ion (name­ly, a low opin­ion) of his own tal­ents and char­ac­ter. Some tal­ents, I gath­er, he real­ly has. Fix in his mind the idea that humil­i­ty con­sists in try­ing to believe those tal­ents to be less valu­able than he believes them to be. No doubt they are in fact less valu­able than he believes, but that is not the point. The great thing is to make him val­ue an opin­ion for some qual­i­ty oth­er than truth, thus intro­duc­ing an ele­ment of dis­hon­esty and make-believe into the heart of what oth­er­wise threat­ens to become a virtue.…  The Ene­my wants him, in the end, to be so free from any bias in his own favor that he can rejoice in his own tal­ents as frankly and grate­ful­ly as in his neigh­bor’s talents—or in a sun­rise, an ele­phant, or a water­fall. He wants each man, in the long run, to be able to rec­og­nize all crea­tures (even him­self) as glo­ri­ous and excel­lent things. (Let­ter 14, page 225)

This reminds me of Romans 12:3, where Paul teach­es us: “Do not think of your­self more high­ly than you ought, but rather think of your­self with sober judg­ment, in accor­dance with the faith God has dis­trib­uted to each of you.”

That verse alone would change Stan­ford if it was tak­en seri­ous­ly. “Do not think of your­self more high­ly than you ought.” Instead, Paul says, think of your­self with sober judg­ment. In oth­er words, self-aware­ness and hon­esty lay the foun­da­tion for humil­i­ty. Don’t over­es­ti­mate your com­pe­tence but also don’t down­play it. And when you eval­u­ate your­self sober­ly, do it “in accor­dance with the faith God has dis­trib­uted to each of you.” I take that to mean that instead of sub­jec­tive­ly com­par­ing our­selves to oth­ers, we should mea­sure our­selves against the objec­tive stan­dards of God’s Word and ulti­mate­ly against the per­son of Jesus. That’s a whole ser­mon, though, and that’s not the point of these updates. I just want to remind you that Lewis has some amaz­ing insights and encour­age you to fin­ish the sum­mer read­ings strong!

The Screwtape Letters: Six Through Twelve

The Screw­tape Let­ters by C.S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

This week’s read­ing (let­ters six through twelve) was simul­ta­ne­ous­ly short and full of insight­ful obser­va­tions.

A few of Lewis’s com­ments stood out to me:

Nev­er for­get that when we are deal­ing with any plea­sure in its healthy and nor­mal and sat­is­fy­ing form, we are, in a sense, on the Ene­my’s ground. I know we have won many a soul through plea­sure. All the same, it is His inven­tion, not ours. He made the plea­sures: all our research so far has not enabled us to pro­duce one. All we can do is to encour­age the humans to take the plea­sures which our Ene­my has pro­duced, at times, or in ways, or in degrees, which He has for­bid­den. (Let­ter Nine, page 210)

Lewis is spot-on here. Plea­sure is a gift from God. As James 1:27 reminds us, “every good and per­fect gift is from above.” Tru­ly inter­nal­iz­ing this is trans­for­ma­tive. The plea­sures of God are pre­mi­um, grade A stuff. It is true that Satan is a skill­ful knock­off artist, and this means that the oppor­tu­ni­ties he lures us with can seem as good as (or even supe­ri­or to) God’s plea­sures at first, but at the end of the day they are still knock­offs. The plea­sures they pro­duce don’t last. Hebrews 11:25 calls them “the fleet­ing plea­sures of sin.”

The upshot: few things dis­rupt Satan’s schemes for your life like a fierce love of whole­some plea­sure. One of the best ways to resist temp­ta­tion is to be full of god­ly joy.

Mov­ing on, let­ter ten seems espe­cial­ly help­ful to Stan­ford stu­dents.

[When try­ing to impress new, sophis­ti­cat­ed friends] he will be silent when he ought to speak and laugh when he ought to be silent. He will assume, at first only by his man­ner, but present­ly by his words, all sorts of cyn­i­cal and scep­ti­cal atti­tudes which are not real­ly his. But if you play him well, they may become his. All mor­tals tend to turn into the thing they are pre­tend­ing to be. This is ele­men­tary. (Let­ter Ten, pages 212–213)

Boom! Not much to add to that except pray for all the frosh head­ing to Stan­ford in a few weeks.

Also of rel­e­vance to the Stan­ford cul­ture:

But flip­pan­cy is the best [source of laugh­ter] of all. In the first place it is very eco­nom­i­cal. Only a clever human can make a real Joke about virtue, or indeed about any­thing else; any of them can be trained to talk as if virtue were fun­ny. Among flip­pant peo­ple the Joke is always assumed to have been made. No one actu­al­ly makes it; but every seri­ous sub­ject is dis­cussed in a man­ner which implies that they have already found a ridicu­lous side to it. If pro­longed, the habit of Flip­pan­cy builds up around a man the finest armour-plat­ing against the Ene­my that I know, and it is quite free from the dan­gers inher­ent in the oth­er sources of laugh­ter. (Let­ter Eleven, page 217)

Again, lit­tle com­men­tary is need­ed. You will find it worth­while, though, to pay atten­tion to the things that are sim­ply assumed to be false by your com­mu­ni­ty. What Lewis calls flip­pan­cy is an indi­ca­tion that there might not be sol­id argu­ments against the opin­ion being mocked. Inter­net cul­ture is espe­cial­ly prone to this sort of super­fi­cial com­men­tary. Social media, in par­tic­u­lar, incen­tivizes it. There may very well be good rea­sons that your com­mu­ni­ty believes what it does about the good life, the prob­lems fac­ing soci­ety, the true reli­gion, and right-think­ing pol­i­tics… but per­haps there are not. Seek out the non-flip­pant opin­ions before you allow the juve­nile ban­ter to sway you undu­ly.

Any­way, I hope you derived as much ben­e­fit from this week’s read­ing as I did. Enjoy the book!

The Screwtape Letters: Preface and the First Five Letters

The Screw­tape Let­ters by C.S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

This week we begin our final sum­mer bookk, The Screw­tape Let­ters. Before I give some thoughts on this week’s read­ing, I have some gen­er­al obser­va­tions.

  • The let­ters were orig­i­nal­ly pub­lished as a week­ly ser­i­al, one let­ter at at time, in a church mag­a­zine.
  • The full text of The Screw­tape Let­ters is avail­able online at http://www.truechristianity.info/en/the_screwtape_letters.php
  • The Screw­tape Let­ters is also avail­able as an audio­book read by John Cleese(!) — check it out on YouTube.

On to the main course:

Demon­ic cor­re­spon­dence in a hell­ish bureau­cra­cy is a genius idea for a book and I assumed it would have been fun to write, but Lewis said “Of all my books, there was only one I did not take plea­sure in writ­ing.” The Screw­tape Let­ters “were dry and grit­ty going. At the time, I was think­ing of objec­tions to the Chris­t­ian life, and decid­ed to put them into the form, ‘That’s what the dev­il would say.’ But mak­ing goods ‘bad’ and bads ‘good’ gets to be fatigu­ing.” (source)

I’m glad Lewis put up with the fatigue. The result is tremen­dous. Let me begin with one of my favorite quotes from the book (from the pref­ace):

There are two equal and oppo­site errors into which our race can fall about the dev­ils. One is to dis­be­lieve in their exis­tence. The oth­er is to believe, and to feel an exces­sive and unhealthy inter­est in them. They them­selves are equal­ly pleased by both errors and hail a mate­ri­al­ist or a magi­cian with the same delight.

This para­graph has spe­cial mean­ing to me as a Pen­te­costal. Some cor­ners of the Pen­te­costal world seem to believe there is a demon behind every headache and traf­fic jam. But much of our soci­ety has a hard time acknowl­edg­ing that there is any­thing demon­ic about some­thing as overt as Satan wor­ship. There is a more sen­si­ble posi­tion which Lewis here describes and which the Apos­tle Paul mod­eled: Paul was com­fort­able with the spir­it realm and demons rec­og­nized that he was a force to be reck­oned with (Acts 19:11–16), but he did not obsess over it. He was not an easy man to dis­tract. Once a demon was harass­ing him, but it took sev­er­al days before it got on Paul’s nerves enough for him to respond to it (Acts 16:16–18). Strive to be like Paul — deal with the demon­ic realm with­out becom­ing con­sumed by the demon­ic realm.

In the first let­ter, Screw­tape writes to Worm­wood about how mod­ern trends have made demon­ic work eas­i­er:

Your man has been accus­tomed, ever since he was a boy, to have a dozen incom­pat­i­ble philoso­phies danc­ing about togeth­er inside his head. He does­n’t think of doc­trines as pri­mar­i­ly “true” or “false”, but as “aca­d­e­m­ic” or “prac­ti­cal”, “out­worn” or “con­tem­po­rary”, “con­ven­tion­al” or “ruth­less”. Jar­gon, not argu­ment, is your best ally in keep­ing him from the Church. Don’t waste time try­ing to make him think that mate­ri­al­ism is true! Make him think it is strong, or stark, or courageous—that it is the phi­los­o­phy of the future. That’s the sort of thing he cares about.

Read­ing this para­graph remind­ed me of the Prime Min­is­ter of Cana­da, Justin Trudeau. He once famous­ly answered a ques­tion about his cab­i­net com­po­si­tion by say­ing, “Because it’s 2015!” This is the kind of thing Screw­tape is talk­ing about. It’s the kind of answer we have been con­di­tioned to respond to, and so it’s the kind of answer a skill­ful politi­cian gives.

Lat­er in the same let­ter, Screw­tape makes a good point about sci­ence:

Above all, do not attempt to use sci­ence (I mean, the real sci­ences) as a defence against Chris­tian­i­ty. They will pos­i­tive­ly encour­age him to think about real­i­ties he can’t touch and see. There have been sad cas­es among the mod­ern physi­cists. If he must dab­ble in sci­ence, keep him on eco­nom­ics and soci­ol­o­gy; don’t let him get away from that invalu­able “real life”. But the best of all is to let him read no sci­ence but to give him a grand gen­er­al idea that he knows it all and that every­thing he hap­pens to have picked up in casu­al talk and read­ing is “the results of modem inves­ti­ga­tion”.

I’ve min­is­tered at Stan­ford since 2002, and in my expe­ri­ence math­e­mati­cians and stu­dents of the hard sci­ences have an eas­i­er time embrac­ing the gospel than do stu­dents of the social sci­ences or the human­i­ties. In part, it seems to me, it is because social sci­en­tists tend to look for answers that “explain away” where­as hard sci­en­tists tend to look for expla­na­tions. 

The final sen­tence, though, is the real kick­er. We assume some­thing is true because a lot of peo­ple keep say­ing it and there­by mis­take rep­e­ti­tion for rea­son. When some­one tells me “the Bible is full of con­tra­dic­tions” I often dis­cov­er they don’t have any to offer. They’re not lying — they are mere­ly repeat­ing some­thing they have heard so often that they assume it must have a sol­id foun­da­tion.  Some­times there’s more cog­ni­tive dis­so­nance, such as when some­one assumes the sex­u­al rev­o­lu­tion has been a net pos­i­tive for soci­ety. In that case my inter­locu­tor is usu­al­ly ignor­ing or dis­count­ing evi­dence they have per­son­al­ly observed. But again, they’re not con­scious­ly lying. The sex­u­al rev­o­lu­tion is near­ly always pre­sent­ed as progress, and peo­ple assume that there must be some­thing to that since it keeps get­ting repeat­ed.

I am not say­ing we should mis­trust the con­sen­sus of experts who are speak­ing to us about some­thing we have no knowl­edge of. Defer­ring to expert con­sen­sus is an excel­lent heuris­tic, except when the con­sen­sus con­flicts with some­thing we know. In that case we humbly return to the evi­dence and think things through again, with open­ness to the idea that we might be wrong but so might the experts. Here’s the rub: when it comes to things like moral­i­ty and reli­gion we will almost always have some direct knowl­edge which we need to con­sid­er. And espe­cial­ly with sub­jects like moral­i­ty and reli­gion we need to remem­ber that both the experts as well as our­selves have pow­er­ful motives to not think things through all the way. All that to say: trust the experts, but not too much. Fur­ther­more, don’t assume our cul­tur­al con­sen­sus is the same thing as the expert con­sen­sus. If that was always the case, we would­n’t need experts!

I’ll con­tent myself with shar­ing one final quote from the read­ing, this one from Let­ter Four:

It is fun­ny how mor­tals always pic­ture us as putting things into their minds: in real­i­ty our best work is done by keep­ing things out.

Dis­trac­tion is one of the chief ene­mies of spir­i­tu­al growth, and we live in an age that is full of it. Sus­tained and slow thought is one of the chief instru­ments in our trans­for­ma­tion. If Lewis is right and one of the infer­nal legion’s goals is to keep you dis­tract­ed and pre­vent you from focus­ing, let that inform your use of apps and the inter­net. Just a thought.

The Four Loves: Charity

The Four Loves by C. S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

I hope you’ve been enjoy­ing the read­ings as much as I have. I send these week­ly reminders out both as a lit­tle nudge to remind you to pick up the book and also as a quick overview of some of Lewis’s best insights in case you’re hope­less­ly busy and unable to get to this week’s read­ing.

This week we fin­ish up The Four Loves with Lewis’s thoughts on agape (ἀγάπη — benev­o­lent love). Old­er Bible trans­la­tions some­times ren­dered this word as char­i­ty, as does the King James in 1 Corinthi­ans 13.

Inter­est­ing­ly to me, Lewis does not use the word agape at all in this chap­ter. He assumes his audi­ence is well-edu­cat­ed enough to know that agape is the word under­ly­ing his com­men­tary on char­i­ty.

I’m feel­ing a lit­tle under the weath­er today, so I’ll con­tent myself with three quotes from the chap­ter and some very brief com­men­tary on them.

I’ll begin with what may be Lewis’s most famous obser­va­tion in The Four Loves — the inher­ent risk­i­ness of love. If you read noth­ing else, read this and pon­der it. It’s straight fire and stands on its own apart from the chap­ter.

To love at all is to be vul­ner­a­ble. Love any­thing, and your heart will cer­tain­ly be wrung and pos­si­bly be bro­ken. If you want to make sure of keep­ing it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an ani­mal. Wrap it care­ful­ly round with hob­bies and lit­tle lux­u­ries; avoid all entan­gle­ments; lock it up safe in the cas­ket or cof­fin of your self­ish­ness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motion­less, airless—it will change. It will not be bro­ken; it will become unbreak­able, impen­e­tra­ble, irre­deemable. The alter­na­tive to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damna­tion. The only place out­side Heav­en where you can be per­fect­ly safe from all the dan­gers and per­tur­ba­tions of love is Hell. (pages 823–824)

I also found this obser­va­tion both help­ful and chal­leng­ing.

It remains cer­tain­ly true that all nat­ur­al loves can be inor­di­nate. Inor­di­nate does not mean “insuf­fi­cient­ly cau­tious.” Nor does it mean “too big.” It is not a quan­ti­ta­tive term. It is prob­a­bly impos­si­ble to love any human being sim­ply “too much.” We may love him too much in pro­por­tion to our love for God; but it is the small­ness of our love for God, not the great­ness of our love for the man, that con­sti­tutes the inor­di­na­cy. (page 824)

When­ev­er I love some­one or some­thing more than God it is very like­ly the case that I do not love the rival too much but that I love God too lit­tle. There are excep­tions, of course. There are some bro­ken impuls­es which I might mis­tak­en­ly label love and the solu­tion there is not mere­ly to love God more but also to repent of my aber­rant attrac­tion.

And I thought his obser­va­tion on what the rare Bib­li­cal com­mands to hate mean was quite insight­ful:

Con­sid­er again, “I loved Jacob and I hat­ed Esau” (Malachi I, 2–3). How is the thing called God’s “hatred” of Esau dis­played in the actu­al sto­ry? Not at all as we might expect. There is of course no ground for assum­ing that Esau made a bad end and was a lost soul; the Old Tes­ta­ment, here as else­where, has noth­ing to say about such mat­ters. And, from all we are told, Esau’s earth­ly life was, in every ordi­nary sense, a good deal more blessed than Jacob’s. It is Jacob who has all the dis­ap­point­ments, humil­i­a­tions, ter­rors, and bereave­ments. But he has some­thing which Esau has not. He is a patri­arch. (page 825)

The entire sec­tion from which this last excerpt is tak­en is quite good — I rec­om­mend it high­ly even if you skim the rest of the chap­ter.

Next week we begin The Screw­tape Let­ters!

 

The Four Loves: Eros

The Four Loves by C. S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

I’m at a con­fer­ence right now with a pret­ty packed sched­ule, so I’m dash­ing this email off quick­er than nor­mal. Apolo­gies for typos or inco­her­ent thoughts. 🙂

One thing I great­ly appre­ci­at­ed in this chap­ter is Lewis’s dis­cus­sion of how amus­ing human romance is. Not every­one gets this.

I remem­ber I was once at a con­fer­ence host­ing a table dis­cus­sion with stu­dents about romance and rela­tion­ships and sex. I was mak­ing the point that sex is an objec­tive­ly absurd thing. I was, if I may say so, on top of my game that day and they were roar­ing with laugh­ter.

One of the stu­dents at my table sud­den­ly stopped laugh­ing and said, “I have a ques­tion. I just over­heard the table host at the oth­er table crit­i­cize us for laugh­ing at sex. He said that we don’t under­stand how seri­ous and sacred sex is. That laugh­ing at it like this shows that we’re imma­ture and we’re going to get our­selves into trou­ble because we don’t approach it with solem­ni­ty. What do you think about that?”

Every­one stopped laugh­ing as though they had been slapped, for indeed they had been.

I can­not remem­ber in detail how I went on to defend my thoughts that day (although I recall fur­ther and per­haps exces­sive ridicule of my critic’s per­spec­tive was deployed), but I am pleased to report that this chap­ter reveals that C.S. Lewis shared my per­spec­tive.

For I can hard­ly help regard­ing it as one of God’s jokes that a pas­sion so soar­ing, so appar­ent­ly tran­scen­dent, as Eros, should thus be linked in incon­gru­ous sym­bio­sis with a bod­i­ly appetite which, like any oth­er appetite, tact­less­ly reveals its con­nec­tions with such mun­dane fac­tors as weath­er, health, diet, cir­cu­la­tion, and diges­tion. In Eros at times we seem to be fly­ing; Venus gives us the sud­den twitch that reminds us we are real­ly cap­tive bal­loons.

And lat­er:

So the body. There’s no liv­ing with it till we recog­nise that one of its func­tions in our lives is to play the part of buf­foon. Until some the­o­ry has sophis­ti­cat­ed them, every man, woman and child in the world knows this. The fact that we have bod­ies is the old­est joke there is.

And again:

Noth­ing is falser than the idea that mock­ery is nec­es­sar­i­ly hos­tile. Until they have a baby to laugh at, lovers are always laugh­ing at each oth­er.

So here is my encour­age­ment to you in your roman­tic jour­ney: see the humor in it.

But romance is not just amus­ing — it is also pro­found. If it was only amus­ing it would not be worth so much ener­gy and atten­tion. It would be at most a hob­by. Romance is far more than that. Lewis explains one of the spir­i­tu­al dynam­ics at work in roman­tic love:

The event of falling in love is of such a nature that we are right to reject as intol­er­a­ble the idea that it should be tran­si­to­ry. In one high bound it has over­leaped the mas­sive wall of our self­hood; it has made appetite itself altru­is­tic, tossed per­son­al hap­pi­ness aside as a triv­i­al­i­ty and plant­ed the inter­ests of anoth­er in the cen­tre of our being. Spon­ta­neous­ly and with­out effort we have ful­filled the law (towards one per­son) by lov­ing our neigh­bour as our­selves. It is an image, a fore­taste, of what we must become to all if Love Him­self rules in us with­out a rival. It is even (well used) a prepa­ra­tion for that…. Can we be in this self­less lib­er­a­tion for a life­time? Hard­ly for a week. Between the best pos­si­ble lovers this high con­di­tion is inter­mit­tent. The old self soon turns out to be not so dead as he pretended—as after a reli­gious con­ver­sion. In either he may be momen­tar­i­ly knocked flat; he will soon be up again; if not on his feet, at least on his elbow, if not roar­ing, at least back to his surly grum­bling or his men­di­cant whine.

That’s it for this week. Next week: agape!

The Four Loves: Friendship

The Four Loves by C. S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

Now we turn to the sec­ond human love Lewis con­sid­ers: phil­ia (φιλία — friend­ship)

Even if you’ve got­ten behind on the read­ings I encour­age you to go through this chap­ter. While much has changed in the way we think about friend­ship nowa­days (for instance, we val­ue it more than did Lewis’s con­tem­po­raries), much has not. And the nature of friend­ship has changed not at all. Lewis’s insights will help you forge bet­ter friend­ships and be a bet­ter friend.

Three com­ments before we dive in:

On to the con­tent! This is one of my favorite obser­va­tions by Lewis:

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 Car­o­line joke. Far from hav­ing more of Ronald, hav­ing him “to myself’ now that Charles is away, I have less of Ronald. Hence true Friend­ship is the least jeal­ous of loves. Two friends delight to be joined by a third, and three by a fourth, if only the new­com­er is qual­i­fied to become a real friend. (page 783)

In case you were won­der­ing, Charles is Charles Williams (a nov­el­ist, poet, and edi­tor at Oxford Uni­ver­si­ty Press) and Ronald is J. R. R. Tolkien (yes — that Tolkien). They along with Lewis were the cen­tral mem­bers of a lit­er­ary dis­cus­sion group called the Inklings. They would read their writ­ings aloud to one anoth­er and cri­tique each oth­er. If you’re ever in Oxford you can vis­it the pub they used to meet in — The Eagle and Child.

Back to the main top­ic. This idea of two friends bring­ing things out of each oth­er that allow me to appre­ci­ate each of them more is beau­ti­ful, and Lewis’s the­o­log­i­cal appli­ca­tion of it is one that I have found help­ful when think­ing about the glo­ry of heav­en:

…the very mul­ti­tude of the blessed (which no man can num­ber) increas­es the fruition which each 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 VI, 3). The more we thus share the Heav­en­ly Bread between us, the more we shall all have. (page 783)

More prac­ti­cal­ly, Lewis has some thoughts on how friend­ships begin:

Friend­ship aris­es out of mere Com­pan­ion­ship when two or more of the com­pan­ions dis­cov­er that they have in com­mon some insight or inter­est or even taste which the oth­ers do not share and which, till that moment, each believed to be his own unique trea­sure (or bur­den). The typ­i­cal expres­sion of open­ing Friend­ship would be some­thing like, “What? You too? I thought I was the only one.” (page 785)

This is one rea­son why col­lege is so exhil­a­rat­ing. You have so many more peers than you did in high school that you can eas­i­ly find peo­ple who share your inter­ests. Your friend­ships in Chi Alpha espe­cial­ly have the poten­tial to become so sat­is­fy­ing because you’ve already got your faith in com­mon, and on top of that Stan­ford itself, and on top of that your expe­ri­ence of Chi Alpha instead of anoth­er Chris­t­ian com­mu­ni­ty, and if you add on top of that just one more thing like a cer­tain sport or a spe­cif­ic fan­dom or a shared sense of humor then the odds that a sig­nif­i­cant friend­ship will form are quite high. 

Not every­one acquires those friend­ships, of course. Some respond by look­ing for friends. Lewis points out why look­ing for friends direct­ly is often coun­ter­pro­duc­tive:

That is why those pathet­ic peo­ple who sim­ply “want friends” can nev­er make any. The very con­di­tion of hav­ing Friends is that we should want some­thing else besides Friends. Where the truth­ful answer to the ques­tion Do you see the same truth? would be “I see noth­ing and I don’t care about the truth; I only want a Friend,” no Friend­ship can arise— though Affec­tion of course may. There would be noth­ing for the Friend­ship to be about; and Friend­ship must be about some­thing, even if it were only an enthu­si­asm for domi­noes or white mice. Those who have noth­ing can share noth­ing; those who are going nowhere can have no fel­low-trav­ellers. (page 786)

So if you feel lone­ly — pur­sue some­thing you’re inter­est­ed in. And then chat with those around you who are engaged in the same pur­suit. Friend­ship will often emerge. This will prove to be espe­cial­ly use­ful advice once you grad­u­ate and have to forge friend­ships with­out the aggres­sive help of Stan­ford Res Ed.

Lewis also address­es a peren­ni­al ques­tion among col­lege stu­dents: can guys and girls can be just friends?

When the two peo­ple who thus dis­cov­er that they are on the same secret road are of dif­fer­ent sex­es, the friend­ship which aris­es between them will very eas­i­ly pass—may pass in the first half-hour—into erot­ic love. Indeed, unless they are phys­i­cal­ly repul­sive to each oth­er or unless one or both already loves else­where, it is almost cer­tain to do so soon­er or lat­er. (page 786)

Lewis is cor­rect, and at this junc­ture I refer you to one of my favorite YouTube videos: Why Men and Women Can’t Be Friends

Near the end of the chap­ter he gives us a help­ful reminder:

…we think we have cho­sen our peers. In real­i­ty, a few years’ dif­fer­ence in the dates of our births, a few more miles between cer­tain hous­es, the choice of one uni­ver­si­ty instead of anoth­er, post­ing to dif­fer­ent reg­i­ments, the acci­dent of a top­ic being raised or not raised at a first meeting—any of these chances might have kept us apart. But, for a Chris­t­ian, there are, strict­ly speak­ing, no chances. A secret Mas­ter of the Cer­e­monies has been at work. Christ, who said to the dis­ci­ples “Ye have not cho­sen me, but I have cho­sen you,” can tru­ly say to every group of Chris­t­ian friends “You have not cho­sen one anoth­er but I have cho­sen you for one anoth­er.” (pages 801–802)

Thank God for your friends!

Next week, roman­tic love…

The Four Loves: Affection

The Four Loves by C. S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

YouTube has some­thing amaz­ing in rela­tion to this week’s read­ing: the man him­self deliv­er­ing the radio address upon which the chap­ter is based. Check out The Four Loves (‘Storge’ or ‘Affec­tion’) (or you can read the tran­script). You should at least lis­ten to a few min­utes if you’ve nev­er heard the voice of Lewis before.

In this chap­ter, Lewis dis­cuss­es the type of love described by the Greek word storge (στοργή). In Eng­lish we would talk about affec­tion or fond­ness. Inter­est­ing­ly (at least to me), this Greek word appears only in the neg­a­tive in the New Tes­ta­ment. In both Romans 1:31 and 2 Tim­o­thy 3:3 the word astor­gos (ἄστοργος) is ren­dered by var­i­ous trans­la­tions as “heart­less” or “unlov­ing” or “with­out nat­ur­al affec­tion.” When your Eng­lish trans­la­tion of the New Tes­ta­ment con­tains the word affec­tion it is prob­a­bly rep­re­sent­ing splangxnon (σπλαγχηνον) instead. This does­n’t affect what Lewis says in the slight­est. I just find it inter­est­ing.

On to what Lewis actu­al­ly said.

The first thing that stood out to me was a pithy phrase: “They seal up the very foun­tain for which they are thirsty.” (page 769)

Lewis is speak­ing about peo­ple whose crav­ing for affec­tion is so intense that they push away the peo­ple around them. It’s some­thing I’ve seen before, but the imagery Lewis uses is so evoca­tive that it made me real­ize afresh how trag­ic it is. More than that, it made me pause and reflect on whether there are any areas of my life in which I am pur­su­ing some­thing so inept­ly that I make suc­cess less like­ly with every attempt I make.

The next bit that stood out to me came near the end of the chap­ter. Lewis makes a point about our ten­den­cy to treat affec­tion gone bad as a psy­cho­log­i­cal prob­lem.

I do not think we shall see things more clear­ly by clas­si­fy­ing all these malef­i­cal states of Affec­tion as patho­log­i­cal. No doubt there are real­ly patho­log­i­cal con­di­tions which make the temp­ta­tion to these states abnor­mal­ly hard or even impos­si­ble to resist for par­tic­u­lar peo­ple. Send those peo­ple to the doc­tors by all means. But I believe that every­one who is hon­est with him­self will admit that he has felt these temp­ta­tions. Their occur­rence is not a dis­ease; or if it is, the name of that dis­ease is Being a Fall­en Man. In ordi­nary peo­ple the yield­ing to them—and who does not some­times yield?—is not dis­ease, but sin. Spir­i­tu­al direc­tion will here help us more than med­ical treat­ment. Med­i­cine labours to restore “nat­ur­al” struc­ture or “nor­mal” func­tion. But greed, ego­ism, self-decep­tion and self-pity are not unnat­ur­al or abnor­mal in the same sense as astig­ma­tism or a float­ing kid­ney. For who, in Heaven’s name, would describe as nat­ur­al or nor­mal the man from whom these fail­ings were whol­ly absent? “Nat­ur­al,” if you like, in a quite dif­fer­ent sense; arch­nat­ur­al, unfall­en. We have seen only one such Man. And He was not at all like the psychologist’s pic­ture of the inte­grat­ed, bal­anced, adjust­ed, hap­pi­ly mar­ried, employed, pop­u­lar cit­i­zen. You can’t real­ly be very well “adjust­ed” to your world if it says you “have a dev­il” and ends by nail­ing you up naked to a stake of wood. (page 778)

As oth­ers have said, we live in a ther­a­peu­tic age. We are con­di­tioned to assume neg­a­tive thoughts and emo­tions are psy­cho­log­i­cal prob­lems, but that’s not always true. I remem­ber a quote from Carl Elliott that hit me like a thun­der­bolt when I was in grad school.

On Prozac, Sisy­phus might well push the boul­der back up the moun­tain with more enthu­si­asm and more cre­ativ­i­ty. I do not want to deny the ben­e­fits of psy­choac­tive med­ica­tion. I just want to point out that Sisy­phus is not a patient with a men­tal health prob­lem. To see him as a patient with a men­tal health prob­lem is to ignore cer­tain larg­er aspects of his predica­ment con­nect­ed to boul­ders, moun­tains, and eter­ni­ty. (UPDATE: I for­get where I first saw this quote — I thought it was from The Atlantic in an arti­cle called  “The Pur­suit of Hap­pi­ness”, but it was pub­lished too late for that to be the case)

Some­times neg­a­tive thoughts and feel­ings are nat­ur­al (one might even say healthy) respons­es to our sit­u­a­tion, some­times they are mis­tak­en but not espe­cial­ly harm­ful, some­times they are sin­ful, and some­times they are the result of psy­cho­log­i­cal prob­lems. Be open to the full range of pos­si­bil­i­ties.  

Before wind­ing this down, I’d like to high­light one more of Lewis’s insights. Ear­ly in the chap­ter as bit of an aside, Lewis says

The rival­ry between all nat­ur­al loves and the love of God is some­thing a Chris­t­ian dare not for­get. God is the great Rival, the ulti­mate object of human jeal­ousy; that beau­ty, ter­ri­ble as the Gorgon’s, which may at any moment steal from me—or it seems like steal­ing to me—my wife’s or husband’s or daughter’s heart. The bit­ter­ness of some unbe­lief, though dis­guised even from those who feel it as anti-cler­i­cal­ism or hatred of super­sti­tion, is real­ly due to this. (page 767–768, empha­sis added)

Some of your friends who are angry about reli­gion are angry because they are jeal­ous. Your friend is bent — per­haps with­out even real­iz­ing it — because some­one’s love for God has cre­at­ed dis­tance between them and your friend.  If you’re ever talk­ing about God with some­one and you can hear anger in their voice, bear this insight in mind. It might help explain what’s going on.

I’m lov­ing the Lewis read­ings so far. Next week: the love between friends. 

P.S. If, per­chance, you are behind on your read­ings then just skip ahead. Start keep­ing up now — you can always go back and read the parts you missed lat­er.

The Four Loves: Introduction and Chapter One

The Four Loves by C. S. Lewis

Blog read­ers: Chi Alpha @ Stan­ford is engag­ing in our annu­al sum­mer read­ing project. As we read through three books by C. S. Lewis, I’ll post my thoughts here (which will large­ly con­sist of excerpts I found insight­ful). They are all tagged sum­mer-read­ing-project-2018. The sched­ule is online.

We live in an area that often over­val­ues the love of nature and under­val­ues the love of coun­try. At the end of “Lik­ings and Loves for the Sub-human” (the first chap­ter of The Four Loves) Lewis makes some astute obser­va­tions about each.

Con­cern­ing nature, he makes the claim that nature doesn’t teach us any­thing on its own.

If you take nature as a teacher she will teach you exact­ly the lessons you had already decid­ed to learn; this is only anoth­er way of say­ing that nature does not teach.… Over­whelm­ing gai­ety, insup­port­able grandeur, som­bre des­o­la­tion are flung at you. Make what you can of them, if you must make at all. The only imper­a­tive that nature utters is, “Look. Lis­ten. Attend.” (page 755 in The C.S. Lewis Sig­na­ture Clas­sics)

While I think his main point is sound, he words things too strong­ly here. If I adopt­ed this per­spec­tive as he phrased it, I wouldn’t be able to make sense of such pas­sages as Romans 1:20 and Psalm 19.

  • Romans 1:20, “For since the cre­ation of the world God’s invis­i­ble qualities—his eter­nal pow­er and divine nature—have been clear­ly seen, being under­stood from what has been made, so that peo­ple are with­out excuse.”
  • Psalm 19:1–2, “The heav­ens declare the glo­ry of God;    the skies pro­claim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech;    night after night they reveal knowl­edge.”

These and oth­er Scrip­tures clear­ly teach that there are things God expects us to learn from nature. But there are not many of these things. Lewis is right that nature gives con­fus­ing mes­sages — we can con­struct clever nat­ur­al argu­ments for cru­el­ty as well as for mer­cy.

Rather than look­ing to nature to pro­vide our entire sys­tem of moral­i­ty and mean­ing, Lewis says it is enough to allow nature to give us a frame­work for think­ing:

Nature nev­er taught me that there exists a God of glo­ry and of infi­nite majesty. I had to learn that in oth­er ways. But nature gave the word glo­ry a mean­ing for me. I still do not know where else I could have found one. I do not see how the “fear” of God could have ever meant to me any­thing but the low­est pru­den­tial efforts to be safe, if I had nev­er seen cer­tain omi­nous ravines and unap­proach­able crags. And if nature had nev­er awak­ened cer­tain long­ings in me, huge areas of what I can now mean by the “love” of God would nev­er, so far as I can see, have exist­ed. (pages 755–756)

Good stuff and well worth pon­der­ing.

Lewis goes on to make some great obser­va­tions about patri­o­tism. Patri­o­tism is a virtue for Chris­tians as Dou­glas Wil­son points out in his 2016 essay Amer­i­can Jesus:

Patri­o­tism, right­ly devel­oped, is a duty that falls under the fifth com­mand­ment. I am to hon­or my father and moth­er, and this extends beyond them in such a way as to include my peo­ple, my tribe. Ordi­nary and ordered patri­o­tism is not just okay; it is a duty, one that needs to be cul­ti­vat­ed.

I high­ly com­mend that essay to you. Wil­son is on point and adds all the caveats you might be wor­ried about.

One of Lewis’s insights about patri­ot­ic love is that it allows us to love and respect peo­ple from oth­er nations:

Of course patri­o­tism of this kind is not in the least aggres­sive. It asks only to be let alone. It becomes mil­i­tant only to pro­tect what it loves. In any mind which has a pen­ny­worth of imag­i­na­tion it pro­duces a good atti­tude towards for­eign­ers. How can I love my home with­out com­ing to realise that oth­er men, no less right­ly, love theirs? Once you have realised that the French­men like cafe com­plet just as we like bacon and eggs—why, good luck to them and let them have it. The last thing we want is to make every­where else just like our own home. It would not be home unless it were dif­fer­ent.

And he has par­tic­u­lar­ly strong words to say about those who try to replace the love of coun­try with a com­mit­ment to high­er ideals:

If peo­ple will spend nei­ther sweat nor blood for “their coun­try” they must be made to feel that they are spend­ing them for jus­tice, or civil­i­sa­tion, or human­i­ty. This is a step down, not up.… If our country’s cause is the cause of God, wars must be wars of anni­hi­la­tion. A false tran­scen­dence is giv­en to things which are very much of this world. (page 761)

Much of what Lewis says in this sec­tion reminds me of the way G.K. Chester­ton talked about patri­o­tism in Ortho­doxy chap­ter 5, “The Flag of This World.” Chesterton’s point is that patri­ots see the flaws of their nation and grieve them. Because they love their nation they want to fix it.

Let us sup­pose we are con­front­ed with a des­per­ate thing—say Pim­li­co [Glen’s note: Pim­li­co is part of Lon­don]. If we think what is real­ly best for Pim­li­co we shall find the thread of thought leads to the throne or the mys­tic and the arbi­trary. It is not enough for a man to dis­ap­prove of Pim­li­co: in that case he will mere­ly cut his throat or move to Chelsea. Nor, cer­tain­ly, is it enough for a man to approve of Pim­li­co: for then it will remain Pim­li­co, which would be awful. The only way out of it seems to be for some­body to love Pim­li­co: to love it with a tran­scen­den­tal tie and with­out any earth­ly rea­son. If there arose a man who loved Pim­li­co, then Pim­li­co would rise into ivory tow­ers and gold­en pin­na­cles; Pim­li­co would attire her­self as a woman does when she is loved. For dec­o­ra­tion is not giv­en to hide hor­ri­ble things: but to dec­o­rate things already adorable. A moth­er does not give her child a blue bow because he is so ugly with­out it. A lover does not give a girl a neck­lace to hide her neck. If men loved Pim­li­co as moth­ers love chil­dren, arbi­trar­i­ly, because it is THEIRS, Pim­li­co in a year or two might be fair­er than Flo­rence. Some read­ers will say that this is a mere fan­ta­sy. I answer that this is the actu­al his­to­ry of mankind. This, as a fact, is how cities did grow great. Go back to the dark­est roots of civ­i­liza­tion and you will find them knot­ted round some sacred stone or encir­cling some sacred well. Peo­ple first paid hon­our to a spot and after­wards gained glo­ry for it. Men did not love Rome because she was great. She was great because they had loved her.

So to sum­ma­rize:

  • Nature is wor­thy of love but not wor­thy of wor­ship. Our cul­tur­al cel­e­bra­tion of envi­ron­men­tal­ism far to often runs beyond the con­cerns of ecol­o­gy and veers into reli­gious ter­ri­to­ry.
  • Nations are wor­thy of love but not wor­thy of wor­ship, and we ought to cul­ti­vate a healthy and mea­sured patri­o­tism in our­selves what­ev­er our home­land may be.

See you next week!