Showing posts with label C.S. Lewis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C.S. Lewis. Show all posts

Friday, December 04, 2009

Mr. Matthew Tumnus

It snowed today in the great land of Southern Texas, and the natives did not know what to do. However, it appears that a foreigner, one who is familiar with snow, was around to help. He's not sure how he got there, or how he'll get home to Narnia, but he looks at home.

Have I mentioned that I have the most amazing man in the world? What a sense of humor.


Monday, February 18, 2008

As Promised, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

Hey guys. I had a wonderful weekend- so relaxing!!!
The weather in Calgary is absolutely beootiful! Today, for Family Day (provincial holiday) we went for a walk, and Courtney was in a tshirt and jeans, and fine. I was chasing Ziggy through a pile of snow, and totally tripped and faceplanted, and it felt soooo nice. The sun was shining all day, and soon there will be no snow. I'm looking forward to see if my flowers that I planted will sprout, come spring.
I have not finished Deuteronomy or uploaded my pictures, but I did finish the Voyage of the Dawn Treader on my drive home. I would like to say, it is dangerous to drive during some parts of that book! At one point they threw a spear at Reepicheep, and I got spooked and jumped. It does make good company though.
This book was interesting in that it was a lot of little plots at each island, with one overarching plot- their quest. Each island was a different adventure, from dragons to invisible monopods and nightmares coming to life.
My favorite part was the lillies. The crew of the Dawn Treader was on its way to the furthest eastern point of their world, when in the distance they saw white. They put down a boat to row out and see, and it returned with lillies. I can just imagine sailing through a field of lillies, with the wake of the ship leaving a path. It's very picturesque.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Prince Caspian

I finished Prince Caspian yesterday as well, and it was very good. A really good continuation. The imagery was well played out with the battle and transitioning between worlds. My favorite character was Reepicheep, the leader of the mice. He was constantly volunteering himself and his troops to the king, though being mice, they can't send messages or things like that. Dispite his small size, he would always try to help.

After the battle, he realizes he has lost his tail, and is talking to Aslan about possibly getting a new one. Alsan asks, "Why have all your followers drawn their swords?" And Peepiceek answers, "We are all waiting to cut off our own tails if our Chief must go without his." Such sacrifice from mice! :)

Monday, February 04, 2008

The Horse and His Boy AND Five Little Peppers

I have "read" two more books! Actually, both Librivox and Focus on the Family's Radio Theatre helped out a great deal. However because of this, I don't have any quotes for you. As I read, (actually read) I keep a journal of interesting quotes, but since I listened to them, the interesting quotes usually come up while my hands are wet from dishes, or while I'm at school.
The Horse and His Boy is the third book in the Chonicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis. What I found interesting was when Aslan reveals himself as the one lion that has been with them the whole time. Actually, I can probably find the quote...
" 'I do not call you unfortunate,' said the Large Voice.
'Don't you think it was bad luck to meet so many lions?' asked Shasta.
'There wasonly one lion,' said the Voice.
'What on earth do you mean? I've just told you there were at least two the first night, and -'
'There was only one: but he was swift of foot.'
'How do you know?'
'I was that lion.' And as Shasta gaped with open mouth and said nothing, the Voice continued. 'I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you mong the houses of the dead. I was the lion who drovethe jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the Horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you could reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushd the boat in which you lay, a child near deth, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to recieve you.'"

What a wonderful image of God! What I thought was so neat about this quote was the sense of purpose that Aslan had- bringing Shasta and Aravis together, helping them reach Kind Lune, and bringing Shasta to his adopted parents. The whole book is an illustration of how God orchestrates situations, though they may seem pointless at the beginning, to serve His eventual purpose. Wonderful book.

And Five Little Peppers! [Blogger is being a pain, otherwise I would have a pic of it up here too. It won't spell check for me either, so beware]. It was just a heartwarming story, like Michael O'Halloran, as I suspected. I mentioned before that I recognized it, and I amazon searched it later, and recognized the cover- I had read it when I was little, but I did not remember any of it as I was reading it.
One thing that struck me though, was the pure ecstacy at everything, to the point of being unrealistic. Things were so cheerful- you know the kind of books I mean. I asked my mom why people don't make books like that anymore. I mean I can't relate to pure giddiness, but I can't relate to being a prince on a talking horse, or living in the 1800's, but that's the beauty of literature. She said it's because people got bored with it and like gore and drama. I figure it's true, but the authors of these stories always have a way to bring it back together. In the last minute, something unexpected happens. They're very creative, no matter how similar, and they put a unique perspective on everyday things, and familial relationships. I don't know if I prefer books like this, but I do enjoy them every once and a while.

Saturday, September 01, 2007

Chelsea's Library

In the last three days, I have read the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Good book. It seems that is how I describe all books, so to rank it, I'd say, I liked the Magician's Nephew (book 1 of the series) better.

Mind you, Lewis himself said, "The human mind is generally far more eager to praise and dispraise than to describe and define. It wants to make every distinction a distinction of value; hence those fatal critics who can never point our the differing quality of two poets without putting them in an order of preference as if they were candidates for a prize." Smart man.

Anyways, I am currently reading, as of an hour ago, Dating Mr. Darcy, which is a psychological relationship analysis of Lizzy and Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. Written for teenage girls, so don't expect to get a college textbook if you check it out from the library. Plus it's only 140 pages, double spaced. I wanted to read it before the story line of P&P/ Sense and Sensibility/ Emma got too far out of my head, as the book refers to all three. However, I don't think I'll ever forget P&P, between reading the book and seeing the movie a gabajillion times. I love my P&P book. :)

My cousin got here yesterday with her fiancee, and he's been mocking me with all the books I've read this summer: P&P, Anne of Green Gables, Anne of Avonlea, The Four Loves, The Magician's Nephew, The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, Chosen by God, and Authentic Beauty. And Job, but I don't count that, because it's not really a book-book. It's a "book" of the Bible. Chris asked Courtney how many books she's read. "I'm a third done Harry Potter 7!"

I should be finished with Dating Mr. Darcy tonight, and then I'm going to work on the Agony and the Ecstasy, which looks like agony from its thickness and print size, but hopefully will be more like Ecstasy from the content. Maybe. I'm hoping.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Living and Learning

My general Internet-grounding is up, although facebook is still on. Although it hasn't been a burden, it is sometimes difficult to remember not to get on the computer- it seems when you spend an abundance of time on there per day, it is habit to get on. I've had to learn to turn to other activities, which was the point of this portion of my punishment. Here is what I have done in the last week or so:

I read The Magician's Nephew, by C.S. Lewis. My grandmother tried reading them to me when I was about 7, but we got half way through and I couldn't let her continue because I was too scared. Of course, now that I look back on that section of the book, it describes a world that is corrupt, trampled by sin for thousands of years. We didn't get to the refreshing part, that describes the creation of a new world, where sin is distant and still runs from God. It is an amazing perspective of Creation, and showed me some of God's great love for our corrupt world.

I played the piano more than I have in years. I took lessons from grade 2 till 5, and hadn't played much since then. Just after we moved here, I found one of my favorite hymns on sheet music in one of my mom's old books, so I struggled through it. For the last week or so, I have gone through a classical music book that I bought back in May. I'm starting to realize that, although my sight reading has improved to the point where I'm pleased with it, I need to work on the patience and endurance of perfecting a piece, working on the tempo and volumes. My favorites to play are Sheep May Safely Graze (Bach); Fur Elise (Beethoven); Minuet in G (Bach); Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring (Bach); and Chorale (Schumann). I started with pieces I recognize (hence all the Bach) and I'm starting to spread out to other pieces, now that I'm back to feeling more comfortable with it.

I worked on my quilt! Oh, it's coming along so well! I hope to get some pictures up here. It will (hopefully, if the calculations are correct) a queen-size when it is finished. I finished cutting ALL the fabric the other day (which I have slowly been working on since last summer) and I'm currently working on sewing the blocks. I only have 4 more of the embroidered blocks to do, but I am out of embroidery floss so I'll have to get some more. Then I have around 96 diamond blocks to do- that's what I started the other day. I hope to finish all the blocks before school starts, have the top sewn by November, and finished completely by the time school is up. I'm about to head over to Grandma's as soon as I'm finished this post to work on it more.

I found my camera, so I can take a picture of it.

I also read more of Anne of Avonlea, by Lucy Maud Montgomery. Charming story. I have 44 pages left. I wanted to finish both it and Michael O'Halloran before I pick up another book. I would like to leave you with a quote I found very insightful:

" 'Now my name just smacks of bread and butter, patchwork and chores.'
'Oh, I don't think so,' said Diana. 'Anne seems to me real stately and like
a queen. But I'd like Kerrenhappuch if it happened to be your name. I think
people make their names nice or ugly just by what they are themselves. I can't
bear Josie or Gertie for names now, but before I knew they Pye girls I thought
them real pretty.'
'That's a lovely idea, Diana,' said Anne enthusiastically. 'Living so that
you beautify your name, even i it wasn't beautiful to begin with...making it
stand in people's thoughts for something so lovely and pleasant that they never
think of it by itself. Thank you, Diana' "

Monday, August 13, 2007

The Four Loves, by C.S. Lewis

I'm working on a scholarship where I have to tell of the "greatest literary work of all time." I figured the best way to judge this would be find the work with the largest application over the largest amount of people. What's better than love? Love influences all people, and my belief of that has only been strengthened as I read The Four Loves, by C.S. Lewis. As I mentioned before, I highlighted influential quotes as I went, but I will not be able to type them all here. There are simply too many.

Before one reads this book, it should be understood that C.S. Lewis writes from a Christian perspective. While many of the points he makes apply to a universal audience, he does delve into the representation of marriage in the relationship between Christ and the Church. It also assumes the reader agrees that God gave us the longings we have, and created everything. I encourage you to read all the quotes, even if you don't have the same beliefs I do. I do not expect you to change your beliefs because of these quotes, but I hope it will give you a better understanding of either the topic of love, Christian religion, or both. It is also amusing, as you read, to consider your own relationships, whether friendships, romantic relationships, or spiritual ones.

To summarize, the book starts out grouping the different ways we love: Need-love (young child's love for mother), Gift-love (service), and Appreciation-love (simply loving something because it is the way it is). Then it delves into the ways this is expressed, essentially, the four types of love: Affection, Friendship, Eros, and Charity. They are elaborated in the following quotes (the chapter titles are bolded for organization).

* My favorites/ those I relate to the most

Likings and Loves for the Sub-Human (defines the ways we love)

"Need-love cries to God from our poverty; Gift-love longs to serve, or even suffer for, God; Appreciative love says: 'We give thanks to thee for thy great glory.' Need-love says of a woman 'I cannot live without her'; Gift-love longs to give her happiness, comfort, protection-if possible, wealth; Appreciative love gazes and holds its breath and is silent, rejoices that such a wonder should exist even if not for him, will not be wholly dejected by losing her, would rather have it so than never to have seen her at all."

"Nature 'dies' on those who try to live for a love of nature...Say your prayers in a garden early, ignoring steadfastly the dew, the birds and the flowers, and you will come away overwhelmed by its freshness and joy; go there in order to be overwhelmed and, after a certain age, nine times out of ten nothing will happen to you."

Affection

"But Affection has its own criteria. Its objects have to be familiar. We can sometimes point to the very day and hour when we fell in love or began a new friendship. I doubt if we ever catch Affection beginning. To become aware of it is to become aware that it has already been going on for some time."

"The more intimate the occasion, the less the formalisation; but not therefore the less need of courtesy. On the contrary, Affection at its best practises a courtesy which is incomparably more subtle, sensitive, and deep than the public kind."

"Change is a threat to Affection."

"If you need to be needed and if your family, very properly, decline to need you, a pet is the obvious substitute....Those who say 'The more I see of men the better I like dogs' -those who find in animals a relief from the demands of human companionship- will be well advised to examine their real reasons."

"Affection produces happiness if-and only if- there is common sense and give and take and 'decency.' In other words, only if something more, and other, than Affection is added. The mere feeling is not enough. You need 'common sense,' that is reason. You need 'give and take'; that is, you need justice, continually stimulating mere Affection when it fades and restraining it when it forgets or would defy the art of love. You need 'decency.' There is no disguising the fact that this means goodness; patience, self-denial, humility, and the continual intervention of a far higher sort of love than Affection, in itself, can ever be. That is the whole point. If we try to live by Affection alone, Affection will 'go bad on us.'

Friendship

"To the Ancients, Friendship seemed the happiest and most fully human of all loves; the crown of life and the school of virtue. The modern world, in comparison, ignores it....Without Eros non of us would have been begotten and without Affection none of us would have been reared; but we can live and breed without Friendship....To those- and they are now the majority- who see human life merely as a development and complication of animal life all forms of behavior which cannot produce certificates of an animal of origin and of survival value are suspect. Friendship's certificates are not very satisfactory."

"It has actually become necessary in our time to rebut the theory that every firm and serious friendship is really homosexual."

*"Lamp says somewhere that if, of three friends (A, B, and C), A should die, then B loses not only A but 'A's part in C,' while C loses not only A but 'A's part in B.' ... 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."

*"It is often called Friendship, and many people when they speak of their 'friends' mean only their companions... 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.'"

*"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...If one who was first, in the deep and full sense, your Friend, is then gradually or suddenly revealed as also your lover you will certainly not want to share the Beloved's erotic love with any third. But you will have no jealousy at all about sharing the Friendship. Nothing so enriches an erotic love as the discovery that the Beloved can deeply, truly and spontaneously enter into Friendship with the Friends you already had: to feel that not only are we two united by erotic love but we three or four or five are all travellers on the same quest, have all a common vision."

"The stereotyped 'Don't mention it' here expresses what we really feel. The mark of perfect Friendship is not that help will be given when the pinch comes (of course it will) but tat, having been given, it makes no difference at all."

*"In a perfect Friendship this Appreciative love is, I think, often so great and so firmly based that each member of the circle feels, in his secret heart, humbled before all the rest."

"Affection obviously requires kinships or at least proximities which never depended on our own choice. And as for Eros, half the love songs and half the love poems in the world will tell you that the Beloved is your fate or destiny, no more you choice than a thunderbolt, for 'it is not in our power to love or hate.'...ree of all that, 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 house, 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... The Friendship is not a reward for our discrimination and good taste in finding one another out. It is the instrument by which God reveals to each the beauties of all the others."

Eros

"We use a most unfortunate idiom when we say, of a lustful man prowling the streets, that he 'wants a woman.' Strictly speaking, a woman is just what he does not want. He wants a pleasure for which a woman happens to be the necessary piece of apparatus...Now Eros makes a man really want, not a woman, but one particular woman. In some mysterious but quite indisputable fashion the lover desires the Beloved herself, not the pleasure she can give."

"Charles Williams has said something of it in the words, 'Love you? I am you.' "

"The very faces of all the happy lovers we know makes it clear. Lovers, unless their love is very short lived, again and again feel an element not only of comedy, not only of play, but even of buffoonery, in the body's expression of Eros."

"When natural things look most divine, the demoniac is just round the corner....Within which Eros, of himself, will never be enough- will indeed survive only in so far as he is continually chastened and corroborated by higher principles. But Eros honoured without reservation and obeyed unconditionally, becomes a demon...Of all loves he is, at his height, most god-like; therefore most prone to demand our worship. Of himself he always tends to turn 'being in love' into a sort of religion."

"Everyone knows that it is useless to try to separate lovers by proving to them that their marriage will be an unhappy only...But even if they believed, they would not be dissuaded. For it is the very mark of Eros that when he is in us we had rather share unhappiness with the Beloved than be happy on any other terms."

*"Theologians have often feared, in this love, a danger of idolatry.... The real danger seems to me not that the lovers will idolise each other but that they will idolise Eros himself....'These reasons in love's law have passed for good,' says Milton's Dalila. That is the point; in love's law. 'In love,' we have our own 'law,' a religion of our own, our own god. Where a true Eros is present resistance to his commands feels like apostasy, and what are really (by the Christian standard) temptations speak with the voice of duties- quasi0religious duties, acts of pious zeal to love. He builds his own religion around the lovers...It seems to sanction all sorts of actions they would not otherwise have dared...The pair can say to one another in an almost sacrificial spirit, 'It is for love's sake that I have neglected my parents...' These reasons in love's law have passed for good. The votaries may even come to feel a particular merit in such sacrifices; what costlier offering can be laid on love's alter than one's conscience?"

*"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...But these lapses will not destroy a marriage between two 'decent and sensible' people. The couple whose marriage will certainly be endangered by them, and possibly ruined, are those who have idolised Eros... When this expectation is disappointed they throw the blame on Eros or, more usually on their partners. In reality, however, Eros having made his gigantic promise and shown you in glimpses what its performance would be like, has 'done his stuff.'...It is we who must labour to bring our daily life into even closer accordance with what the glimpses have revealed. We must do the works of Eros when Eros is not present.

Charity

*"The loves prove that they are unworthy to take the place of God by the fact that they cannot even remain themselves and do what they promise to do without God's help.... For when God rules in a human heart, though He may sometimes have to remove certain of its native authorities altogether, He often continues others in their offices and, by subjecting their authority to His, gives it for the first time a firm basis."

"This is what comes, he [St. Augustine] says, of giving one's heart to anything but God. All human beings pass away. Do not let your happiness depend on something you may lose. If love is to be a blessing, not a misery, it must be for the only Beloved who will never pass away...Of course this is excellent sense...To my nature, my temperament, yes. Not to my conscience. When I respond to that appeal I seem to myself to be a thousand miles away from Christ...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...I believe that the most lawless and inordinate loves are less contrary to God's will than a self-invited and self-protective lovelessness."

*"It is probably impossible to love any human being simply 'too much.' We may love them 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....The real question is, which (when the alternative comes) do you serve, or choose, or put first? To which claim does your will, in the last resort, yield?... So, in the last resort, we must turn down or disqualify our nearest and dearest when they come between us and our obedience to God....It is too late, when the crisis comes, to begin telling a wife or husband or mother or friend, that your love all along had a secret reservation- 'under God' or 'so far as a higher Lover permits.' They ought to have been warned; not, to be sure, explicitly, but by the implication of a thousand talks, by the principle revealed in a hundred discussions upon small matters. Indeed, a real disagreement on this issue should make itself felt early enough to prevent a marriage or a Friendship from existing at all."

"We cannot see light, though by light we can see things. Statements about God are extrapolations from the knowledge of other things which the divine illumination enables us to know."

Friday, August 10, 2007

Baby, it's cold outside... La de-da da

So this morning, I rolled out of bed first in the house (also a first for me) and went into the kitchen to look at the thermometer. 8 degrees. 8 blessed degrees. (about 46 Fahrenheit). Winter WILL kill me, just wait and see. I figured it was a good day to read, so I started C.S. Lewis's The Four Loves, to add to my library of knowledge for the scholarship. I'm highlighting quotes I find interesting as I go, so once I'm finished, I'll make a post of all of them. I also went to Chapters bookstore for a bit, and went through some literary essays, looking for other authors' opinion on the greatest literary work. Then I went through a book with different publishers, and contemplated becoming a free-lance writer, until the reality of my spelling struck. Eventually I settled on a book on speed reading, something that my dad and I have talked about looking into for years, and I figure it'll never happen with him, so I might as well do it myself (and now would be a good time, with all these books staking up). I walked back home in the freezing rain, and then made some yummy chicken picatta, inspiration curtosy of my craving for Hasta La Pasta.