mere christianity . by csLewis

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Clive and his brother Warnie


1933 The fall term marked the beginning of Lewis’ convening of a circle of friends dubbed “The Inklings.” For the next 16 years, on through 1949, they continued to meet in Jack’s rooms at Magdalen College on Thursday evenings and, just before lunch on Mondays or Fridays, in a back room at “The Eagle and Child,” a pub known to locals as “The Bird and Baby.” Members included J.R.R. Tolkien, Warnie, Hugo Dyson, Charles Williams, Dr. Robert Havard, Owen Barfield, Weville Coghill and others. (See Humphry Carpenters The Inklings for a full account of this special group.)

1935 At the suggestion of Prof. F.P. Wilson, Lewis agreed to write the volume on 16th Century English Literature for the Oxford History of English Literature series. Published in 1954, it became a classic.

1937 Lewis received the Gollancz Memorial Prize for Literature in recognition of The Allegory of Love (a study in medieval tradition).

1939 At the outbreak of World War II in September, Charles Williams moved from London to Oxford with the Oxford University Press to escape the threat of German bombardment. He was thereafter a regular member of “The Inklings.”

1941 From May 2 until November 28, The Guardian published 31 “Screwtape Letters” in weekly installments. Lewis was paid 2 pounds sterling for each letter and gave the money to charity. In August, he gave four live radio talks over the BBC on Wednesday evenings from 7:45 to 8:00. An additional 15-minute session, answering questions received in the mail, was broadcast on September 6. These talks were known as “Right and Wrong.”

chronological info. from the c. s. lewis foundation.
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reading . mere christianity . by csLewis
page 94 through 103 . sexual morality

Do we really need to say everything we think?  In my life time it has gone from not saying anything in front of the children to blasting it at them 24/7 on the television in full living colour.  Isn’t there something to be gained from a thoughtful balance of our freedoms of speech and our accepted societal norms?

Sex is being shown as a way to sell things, a way to be popular and to get ahead, a way to be famous, something to do for kicks, something of little meaning. Also, being shown is the acceptance of acting out on excess and obsession.  I am not saying that any of us are perfect.  But, what i am saying is that we could rethink where we are going with this.

Mr. Lewis mentioned a few things in this chapter that i would just like to quickly list here for thought.

1. Be careful not to assume.

2. A strict or fussy standard of modesty and propriety is not proof of the christian rule of chastity.

3. A real desire to believe all the good you can of others and to make others as comfortable as you can…

4. What matters is the sincerity and perseverance to overcome our difficulties.

5. We think that you will get help obeying the christian principles which you will not get towards obeying the others.

6. Very often, what God first helps us towards is not the virtue itself, but just this power of always trying again.

7. This process trains the habits of the soul.

8. Virtue, even attempted virtue brings light.

9. Though neither is good, being a prostitute is not as bad as being a self-righteous prig.

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Check out more with our very nice book club host, Sara Salter, at “living between the lines.”

bring to light

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Now it is required that those who have been given a trust must prove faithful.  I care very little if i am judged by you or by any human court; indeed, I do not even judge myself.   My conscience is clear, but that does not make me innocent.  It is the Lord who judges me.  Therefore judge nothing before the appointed time; wait until the Lord comes.  He will bring to light what is hidden in darkness and will expose the motives of the heart.  At that time each will receive their praise from God.

text:  from 1 Corinthians.
photo:  blackberry blossom, june 2011.

to gather to-gether

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is there anything more powerful than sharing?
looking into someone’s eyes is potent
a touch can move mountains into the sea
being with is much different than being apart
for can one eat a picture of cherries red?
i want to hear a dove through the window open
and to rest on cool sheets with no cover on the bed
i can not get my arms around my words
for they have no waist, no shoulder, no head

photo: indiana june 2007

mere christianity . by csLewis

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Albert James Lewis (1863-1929), father of C. S. Lewis.

Florence Augusta (Hamilton) Lewis (1862-1908), mother of C. S. Lewis.

1924 From October 1924 until May 1925, Lewis served as philosophy tutor at University College during E.F. Carritt’s absence on study leave for the year in America.

1925 On May 20, Lewis was elected a Fellow of Magdalen College, Oxford, where he served as tutor in English Language and Literature for 29 years until leaving for Magdalene College, Cambridge, in 1954.

1929 Lewis became a theist: “In the Trinity Term of 1929 I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed….” Albert Lewis died on September 24.

1931 Lewis became a Christian: One evening in September, Lewis had a long talk on Christianity with J.R.R. Tolkien (a devout Roman Catholic) and Hugo Dyson. (The summary of that discussion is recounted for Arthur Greeves in They Stand Together.) That evening’s discussion was important in bringing about the following day’s event that Lewis recorded in Surprised by Joy: “When we [Warnie and Jack] set out [by motorcycle to the Whipsnade Zoo] I did not believe that Jesus Christ was the Son of God, and when we reached the zoo I did.”

chronological info. from the c.s.Lewis foundation.
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reading . mere christianity . by csLewis  
page 88-93 . morality and psychoanalysis

What i understood from this chapter is that Lewis is saying that psychoanalysis only goes so far working with the raw material (feelings and impulses that are probably due to one’s body).  After working with the raw material, one must look at moral choice (the act of choosing).  He is speaking about one’s raw material and what one does with the raw material.  Did the central man (the thing that chose) make or do the best or worst with it?  He says that every time you make a choice, that the central part of you turns into something different than it was before.  I don’t know about this, but, i do know that our heart is continually being changed, and i know that every choice has something to do with who we are at the time.

to see more posts on this book reading, pretty please visit “connecting to impact” by jason stasyszen.

a moment in time

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the seat was hard and slick.  my legs aching to walk, to run, to be anywhere but in that room.  but then i heard the number 2000.  no way could i think of that as the number of a year.  we were all asked to think what age we would be in that year, and my seventh grade mind shivered at the thought of the age of forty-five.  i couldn’t even imagine it.  certainly it would be such a long time from now…would i ever reach that age?  
after deaths of family and friends in the next few years, old and young alike, i would remember this question.  yes, would i even be alive in the year 2000?  i had lived longer than some of my friends and my two cousins.  it felt like i had already been given a gift of more time.  
my forty-fifth birthday came and went and there i was.  in the place so far from that seventh grade classroom, and from the teacher that was looking so young in his crisp, white shirt and a tie.  he has to be in his seventies…or dead, by now.  if not for him, i wouldn’t have thought of it.  not for a minute before it hit the front page.  not until i was at least thirty-nine, i bet.  
photo: a wild rose, taken at the park yesterday while cj took a tennis lesson.
also posted at “to see a flower” along with other photos of friendly flowers.

in the garden

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the poppies are blooming and i took some photos…

Poppies have long been used as a symbol of both sleep and death: sleep because of the opium extracted from them, and death because of the common blood-red color of the red poppy in particular. In Greek and Roman myths, poppies were used as offerings to the dead. Poppies used as emblems on tombstones symbolize eternal sleep. This symbolism was evoked in the children’s novel The Wizard of Oz, in which a magical poppy field threatened to make the protagonists to sleep forever. Oddly, the poppy field affected the film’s characters in the same order the cast members actually died.
A second interpretation of poppies in Classical mythology is that the bright scarlet colour signifies a promise of resurrection after death.
info from wikipedia



the photos that i took of the poppies yesterday inspired me to start a new blog for flowers only.
the shot above is the first post.  the name of the blog is “to see a flower” and i have a button
for it which you can find at the bottom of the page.

morning

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photograph . mountain hood at break of day . portland oregon . february two thousand ten.


“morning” is the word prompt this week.  the “three” from here and there are claire, kelly and sarah.
click on the above button for their blog and the post with links from all “morning” photo contributors.

Hilaire Belloc

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Joseph Hilaire Pierre Rene Belloc
A writer, orator, poet, satirist, man of letters and political activist.
He is most notable for his Catholic faith, which had a strong impact on most of his works and his writing collaboration with G. K. Chesterton. He was President of the Oxford Union and later MP for Salford from 1906 to 1910. He was a noted disputant, with a number of long-running feuds, but also widely regarded as a humane and sympathetic man.
Born July 27th 1870 in La Celle-Saint-Cloud, France to a French father (Louis Belloc) and an English mother (Elizabeth Rayner Parkes).
Elizabeth was also a writer, and great -granddaughter of the English chemist  Joseh Priestley.  In 1867 she married attorney Louis Belloc, son of the French painter Jean-Hilaire Belloc.  Five years after they were married, Louis died.  Louis had been wiped out financially in a stock market crash.  Elizabeth took her son Hilaire and daughter Marie back to England.  Hilaire remained in England, except for his voluntary enlistment as a young man in the french artillery.
He served his term of service, as a French citizen, with a regiment near Toul France in 1891.  After his military service he obtained first class honors in History from Balliol College, Oxford.  He was president of the oxford union, the undergraduate debating society.  
He was powerfully built, with great stamina, and walked extensively in Britain and Europe. While courting his future wife Elodie, whom he first met in 1890, the impecunious Belloc walked a good part of the way from the midwest of the United States to her home in northern California, paying for lodging at remote farm houses and ranches by sketching the owners and reciting poetry.
Hilaire and Elodie were married in 1896.  In 1906 he purchased land and a house called King’s Land as Shipley, West Sussex where he brought up his family and lived until shortly before his death.  They had five children before her death in 1914 from influenza.  After her death, Belloc wore mourning for the remainder of his life, keeping her room exactly as she had left it.
His son Lewis was killed in 1918 while serving in the Royal Flying Corps in northern France.
Belloc had a stroke in 1941 and did not recover from it’s effects.  He died on July 16th 1953.
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Elodie
Elodie Agnes Hogan was born in 1868, the daughter of Irish immigrant parents. She was raised in Napa, California by her widowed mother who was the proprietor of a hotel there. As a young woman, Elodie considered joining a religious order, but also aspired to a career in journalism. Photograph from the Hilary A. Belloc Collection, MS1998-004, Box 2,Folder 22, John J. Burns Library, Boston College.
American Elodie Hogan (1868 – 1914), age 22, met Hilaire Belloc (1870 – 1953), two years her junior, in London while touring Europe with her mother and elder sister in the summer of 1890. They were introduced there, at the Belloc family home, by mutual friends. By August, though already in love, Elodie was on her way back to her home in California. The couple began exchanging letters, and it was not long before Hilaire began a journey across ocean and continent to be with her again. Short of funds for such a trip, he traveled across the United States by train, paying his way at times by offering sketches in exchange for room and board.  Family objections and practical considerations kept the two from marrying immediately, but although Hilaire returned to Europe, they wrote to one another throughout the intervening years. He returned to California in 1896 and the couple wed in June. The Bellocs had five children – three sons and two daughters. In 1913 Elodie became ill with what was probably cancer, and she died at the family home, King’s Land, in 1914. When she died, Hilaire, heartbroken, closed the door to her room and it was never again opened in his lifetime.





Information obtained from Wikipedia and John J. Burns LIbrary’s Blog.

stolen words . 3

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they rioted in Vancouver last night.
it is empowering to break a board with your bare hand
especially if you believe before you get there
that you cannot do it.
at eight, she already measures
the distance,
the board where she stands
i’m not going into the jail tonight
as an expert on communication
we’re the only ones who do this
we tried to teach our children
to never pay back each other for wrongs
so when my youngest asked me
to get into the hamster wheel
i didn’t hesitate

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i should probably explain.  yes, i do… i actually steal the words for the stolen words poems.  with the help of google reader, i go through the most recent posts of the blogs that i am subscribed to.  as i go, i steal a line from the first blog’s post, then i go to the next blog’s post and steal the next line.  i keep this up, adding stolen lines, until it seems the poem is done.