That's a very interesting way to look at life and anything in life. I never thought there was a name to the rhythm of how we become interested in something and then lose interest. We can gain enchantment again, that's the good news!! Thanks for that article!
Mentors like Lewis are jewels with eternal luster; his life emanates a glow from the deep Within, of a soul travailing, plunging beneath the tidalled waves, gasping for answers to his breathless Hope.His personal trepidating steps on his journey Home, cast a shadow, -a measuring rod, that I can barely hold steady with trembling humility, and dare not stand beside, knowing my own shortcomings. I hold this shadowed stick shakily, on guarded pretension, critically wounded by lessor mentors of lesser motivations and caliber than Lewis. They seek with blustery illusory egos, eager to seduce any pupil with sweet confections, rather than substantive lessons. I am a true sojourner with hypersensitive critical understanding that we each have no time, no time, no time to consume so sweetened little and use so much time doing so... Only Grace forgives, knowingly, my guilty pleasurable partaking until Consequence leaves me nakedly bereft and drained, sickened from mere entertainment that I know I have no time, no more time for, I say! on my shambling tread towards Timeless Home.
And again, I learnt something new. The 4 Ages, I never saw them like this.
In my middle age,
I am remembering that I can do things that dirt can’t do — if I put dirt on a bike, it stays motionless.
If I am on a bike — I can go to places that dirt can’t go, and think about things dirt can’t think about, and feel thins it can feel.
So, re-enchantment is always a new insight away.
As for the individual, so too for civilization.
I hope.
I hope that we rediscover genuine hope.
(In the original essay, the example of aristocracy seems to suggest this. I found it here:
https://matiane.wordpress.com/2021/09/11/talking-about-bicycles-by-c-s-lewis/)
There is parallel for our life in Christ - from ignorance to zealous faith to sobering knowledge to compassionate wisdom.
That's a very interesting way to look at life and anything in life. I never thought there was a name to the rhythm of how we become interested in something and then lose interest. We can gain enchantment again, that's the good news!! Thanks for that article!
Mentors like Lewis are jewels with eternal luster; his life emanates a glow from the deep Within, of a soul travailing, plunging beneath the tidalled waves, gasping for answers to his breathless Hope.His personal trepidating steps on his journey Home, cast a shadow, -a measuring rod, that I can barely hold steady with trembling humility, and dare not stand beside, knowing my own shortcomings. I hold this shadowed stick shakily, on guarded pretension, critically wounded by lessor mentors of lesser motivations and caliber than Lewis. They seek with blustery illusory egos, eager to seduce any pupil with sweet confections, rather than substantive lessons. I am a true sojourner with hypersensitive critical understanding that we each have no time, no time, no time to consume so sweetened little and use so much time doing so... Only Grace forgives, knowingly, my guilty pleasurable partaking until Consequence leaves me nakedly bereft and drained, sickened from mere entertainment that I know I have no time, no more time for, I say! on my shambling tread towards Timeless Home.
Wonderful article! And thank you for sharing our articles over at the Ascent!
May we become more beautiful as Christ is beautiful.
Love this. pairs well with a song i just wrote.
https://open.substack.com/pub/matthewdmorgan/p/etxera-returning-home-new-song?r=dxzj0&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
grateful to have read this this morning ~ as a self saboteur of my own romanticism, this was a healing read
真の愛とは.....という問いは、私にとって、表現が難しいですが、耳の痛いテーマです。