Junior Ganymede
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The Truth of Desire

September 08th, 2017 by G.

We have the kids’ beds all in one room, barracks- or ward-style, while we do some remodeling.  I was teasing my toddler and tickling her one afternoon when I heard one of my school-age daughters say, “Dad?” I turned and she had a huge grinning pleading expression on her face.  “Dad, would you tickle me too?” she said.  So I did.  It was a blast.

Become as a little child, the Savior said. 

It means, in part, learning again to just want things and be happy to get them.

I notice that it is my little prayers that are the most likely to be instantly and promptly answered.  They are prayers for things that in the moment I simply and actually want, and that don’t interfere with any great character arcs I’m having.  So God grants them.  I think he takes the delight in doing it that I did in tickling my daughter.

I think Heaven is full of delight.

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September 08th, 2017 06:03:56

CS Lewis
September 8, 2017

“I do not think that the life of Heaven bears any analogy to play or dance in respect of frivolity. I do think that while we are in this ‘valley of tears,’ cursed with labour, hemmed round with necessities, tripped up with frustrations, doomed to perpetual plannings, puzzlings, and anxieties, certain qualities that must belong to the celestial condition have no chance to get through, can project no image of themselves, except in activities which, for us here and now, are frivolous.

For surely we must suppose the life of the blessed to be an end in itself, indeed The End: to be utterly spontaneous; to be the complete reconciliation of boundless freedom with order–with the most delicately adjusted, supple, intricate, and beautiful order?

How can you find any image of this in the ‘serious’ activities either of our natural or of our (present) spiritual life? Either in our precarious and heart-broken affections or in the Way which is always, in some degree, a via crucis?

No, Malcolm. It is only in our ‘hours-off,’ only in our moments of permitted festivity, that we find an analogy. Dance and game are frivolous, unimportant down here; for ‘down here’ is not their natural place. Here, they are a moment’s rest from the life we were place here to live.

But in this world everything is upside down. That which , if it could be prolonged here, would be a truancy, is likest that which in a better country is the End of ends. Joy is the serious business of Heaven.”

–C.S. Lewis, Letters to Malcolm: Chiefly on Prayer (San Diego: Harvest, 1964), 92-93.

Bruce Charlton
September 9, 2017

Thought prompted by this post: Gratitude is one of the primary virtues.

X.J. Kennedy
September 9, 2017

Nothing in Heaven functions as it ought:
Peter’s bifocals, blindly sat on, crack;
His gates lurch wide with the cackle of a cock,
Not turn with a hush of gold as Milton had thought;
Gangs of the slaughtered innocents keep huffing
The nimbus off the Venerable Bede
Like that of an old dandelion gone to seed;
And the beatific choir keep breaking up, coughing.

But Hell, sleek Hell, hath no freewheeling part:
None takes his own sweet time, none quickens pace.
Ask anyone, “How come you here, poor heart?”—
And he will slot a quarter through his face.
You’ll hear an instant click, a tear will start
Imprinted with an abstract of his case.

September 9, 2017

I hope (and expect) you will keep such close relationships with your children that they will continue to seek your attention and affectionate touch through their teenage years.

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