As I went, ruined, rushing to that low, there had, before my eyes, been offered one who seemed -long silent- to be faint and dry. Seeing him near in that great wilderness, to him I screamed my ‘miserere’: ‘Save me, whatever – shadow or truly man – you be.’ His answer came to me: ‘No […]
… though truth and falsehood be Near twins, yet truth a little elder is; Be busy to seek her; believe me this, He’s not of none, nor worst, that seeks the best. To adore, or scorn an image, or protest, May all be bad; doubt wisely; in strange way To stand inquiring right, is not […]
The Fountain thirsts, the Bread is hungry here, The Light is dark, the Word without a voice. When darkness speaks it seems so light and clear. Now he must dare, with us, to make a choice. In a distended belly’s cruel curve He feels the famine of the ones who lose, He starves for those […]
GRACE On the Memorial Service to C.S Lewis Poet’s Corner, Westminster Abbey, 22 November 2013 Holly Ordway Noon-tide on Saint Cecilia’s day, and here In England’s royal church, I sit and watch The winter sunlight streaming in, gold, clear, Silent, pure, almost solid to the touch. Nor is it fairy-gold; it does not fade. For […]
A man’s thoughts and feelings are sometimes noble but his life is defined by his deeds.
A silly idea is current that good people do not know what temptation means. This is an obvious lie. Only those who try to resist temptation know how strong it is… A man who gives in to temptation after five minutes simply does not know what it would have been like an hour later. That […]
God is a really good parent.
ON DAILY MASS Holly Ordway Sunlight gilds the pine boughs at my window, Each needle haloed, dark against the light, As if this evanescent brightness shows The good this day may hold. The time is tight, To catch my breath before the press of all I have to do; the minutes slip away, The fading […]
A SUDDEN GOLDFINCH Holly Ordway The branch is bare and black against the fog; Cold droplets bead along the twigs, and fall. The hours are passing, ready to be gone, And now they’re past, dissolved, beyond recall, Beyond my reach. A sudden goldfinch clings And bends the twig so slightly with its weight It seems […]
The famous 17th century English philosopher, not the machete-wielding bald guy on the island.
Pain’s only valuable lesson is that we are insufficient.
Words are tricky, as everyone knows.
Death is the release of our person to eternity.
“One day, you will be old enough to start reading fairytales again.” Albert Einstein said “If you can’t explain it to a six-year-old, you don’t understand it yourself.” If that’s right, then it likely follows that C.S. Lewis was the greatest theological mind of his time. The scholar who came to his faith with great […]
Theology offers the Christian believer not just a faith which demands belief, but one which makes sense intellectually. As such, theology is a necessarily intricate discipline; probing the revealed thoughts of God is no light, simple task. Christian theology done right, whether it is biblical, systematic, or historical, brings the minds of the current generation […]
SURPRISED BY JOY C.S. Lewis “Turning to the bookstall, I picked out an Everyman in a dirty jacket, Phantastes: A Faerie Romance, George MacDonald. Then the train came in. I can still remember the voice of the porter calling out the village names, Saxon and sweet as a nut—‘Bookham, Effingham, Horsley train.’ That evening I […]
“Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again”
“There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal.”
“I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”
THE PARLEMENT OF FOULES Geoffrey Chaucer “For this was on Saint Valentine’s Day When every fowl cometh to choose his mate, Of every kind that men think may; And that so huge a noise gan they make, That earth and air and tree and every lake So full was, that underneath was there space For […]
MOBY DICK HERMAN MELVILLE But not yet have we solved the incantation of this whiteness, and learned why it appeals with such power to the soul; and more strange and far more portentous—why, as we have seen, it is at once the most meaning symbol of spiritual things, nay, the very veil of the Christian’s […]