"What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well" (The Little Prince by de Saint-Exupéry). My journey to a WELL-adjusted heart, WELL-watered soul, WELL-educated mind, and WELL-tuned body. "Love the Lord your God with all your HEART, and with all your SOUL, and with all your MIND, and with all your STRENGTH" (Mark 12:30-31).
Friday, September 28, 2007
Glimpses of God
I saw a glimpse of God in Rebekah's lovely daughter's smile and giggle. We played peek-a-boo, and she warmed up to me. It was fun.
I saw a glimpse of God as I saw Rebekah respond so openly regarding making peace.
I saw a glimpse of God when the very thing that Rebekah and I talked about on Tuesday afternoon was discussed in a Peacemaker email the next morning!
I saw a glimpse of God in the turning of the leaves on the trees and the way the sun hit them just right.
I saw a glimpse of God as I got a "groove" in homeschool and was able to feel the peace and joy of His presence in the midst of the hours of investment in my children's lives.
I saw a glimpse of God in watching The War. I know one see much of man's inhumanity in a war, but one can also see much of man's humanity that is the image of God.
I saw a glimpse of God in the hike up to the top of Chip Ross Park. To look on the valley below and the mountains in the distance is to acknowledge that God exists.
I saw a glimpse of God as I led my small group in Peacemaker Wednesday night. The talk was deep and good with Belinda and Cheryl.
I saw a glimpse of God in the way that Belinda prays. I do believe she has a gift of intercession.
I saw a glimpse of God as Kim, Nancy, and I met around the doctrines in Romans. The discussion was deep and hopefully it is a portent of a wonderful year of studying with these women.
I saw a glimpse of God as Michael and Paul are finally "getting" it when it comes to writing.
I saw a glimpse of God in a kiss blown and an "I love you" from Nancy as I drove through her shop for celebration ice cream with the boys.
I saw a glimpse of God in the "Lake of Shining Water" at Adair. It was peaceful walk after a great day of work in school.
I saw a glimpse of God in the strength of a family facing a terminal illness.
I saw a glimpse of God in studying the resurrection with Sherry.
I saw a glimpse of God in studying Creation with Nourieh.
I saw a glimpse of God in hearing eight boys making movies, laughing, praying tonight.
I saw a glimpse of God in pictures that capture the joy of my day.
I saw a glimpse of God in hearing of our answer to prayer regarding Sherry's son.
I saw a glimpse of God in a telephone call from Beth in a personal invitation to her Thursday night Bible study.
I saw a glimpse of God in the sunshine and the rain of this week.
I saw a glimpse of God in answer to prayer for a person in which Rebekah can invest her life.
I saw a glimpse of God in knowing that C is praying for me.
I saw a glimpse of God in Kim's affirmation of me and my priorities.
I saw a glimpse of God in Teala's relaying the story of how her brother died on Tuesday morning.
I saw a glimpse of God in him giving me peace and the ability to "overlook the offense" of a snub earlier this week.
I saw a glimpse of God in how he has healed and restored and removed the pain of my affliction.
I saw a glimpse of God in listening to The Iliad this week.
I saw a glimpse of God in the insomnia I suffered last night due to Dr. Pepper at Mary Beth's house. I read in the quiet and loved His presence.
I saw a glimpse of God in my ability to finally "relax" about this Biology class. :)
I saw a glimpse of God in Him speaking to me through the book The Cross and the Switchblade. I am challenged to pray, pray, pray.
I saw a glimpse of God in the care for others that I see in the life of C. Her asking me to pray for her regarding some tought things is a privilege.
I saw a glimpse of God in my time with A over our break-out session. We are one in how we are going to do it, and the meeting went so well.
I saw a glimpse of God in a day where the wash is done, the house is clean (from top to bottom), and my shopping is all done!
Many glimpses. Too few here to count. I want to see Him in the ordinary.
Sunday, August 30, 2020
FINDING CHRIST IN THE WORLD - WEEK TWELVE: LIVING CHRIST IN THE WORLD
Touchstones:
- When we say our yes to God with our whole hearts, we right away "glorify the Lord." (Amen!)
- The infinitely wise and powerful Holy Spirit is holding the Church as Christ's Mystical Body.
- In our mature moments, we can say seriously with St. Paul, "For me, to live is Christ."
- We can tell that we are praying well by how we are acting the rest of the day.
- This dismissal from a service sums up our life in Christ: "Go in peace, glorifying God by your life."
- In our vocations, we are given the duty, along with the requisite virtues, to pass on our faith in Jesus Christ.
- We have the strength and assurance to cling to Jesus Christ through all of our lives.
- Living the Theological Virtues (faith, hope, and love), the Gifts of the Holy Spirit (wisdom, understanding, counsel, fortitude, knowledge, piety, and fear of the Lord), and the fruits of life in Christ is living a fulfilled life with an assured - and eternal - future.
During this week: You are preparing for "life after Exercises," and exercise the virtue of fortitude (courage)!
Friday, December 24, 2021
A Burning in My Bones: The Authorized Biography of Eugene H. Peterson
Burning in my bones Quotes
Paul
Evdokimov “the immanence of God at work in creation.
Even
after retirement, Don (Eugene’s father) worked real estate part time from a
small office downtown. He was always tending to clients, always working the
deal. Decades later, Eugene would experience this same compulsion to achieve,
would recognize the menace this demand for accomplishment could cast over a
life. Like his father, he wanted to win, to accomplish, to be respected as
competent and successful - in the center of things. But Eugene, thinking back
to the hole where a father's love was supposed to rest, would come to resist
with fierceness the depersonalizing, relationship-killing effect that the
American business model brought to his soul and to the church. Work and achievement
could be a seductive addiction, as burning and deep as a bottle of Thunderbird.
21
That
was Eugene the brother, naturally drawn to act in the presence of suffering. 27
"At
one point in my life I realized that for some time (maybe halfway through high
school and into university), she (mother) treated me more like a husband than a son:
confiding in me, leaning on me for emotional support. I just thought it was
natural, what mothers did." 27
The
tragedy revealed shadier parts of Eugene's family history, providing him one of
his first close encounters with human complexity: We can be both good and
violent at the same time. One person can bring both joy and sadness into the
world. In high school, dreaming of becoming a novelist, Eugene thought Sven's
story provided the material for an explosive book. While he never wrote a
novel, eventually Sven's sad tale did make its way into his work. 29
Eugene's
care extended beyond his biological family. When he was a teenager, Eugene's
mother drafted him into visiting the elderly Sister Lydron from their church…Evelyn
sent her son to check on the old woman, always with a casserole or cookies in
hand. Eugene recounted, Once as I sat in her rocking chair, making small talk
which I was never very good at ... she asked me to pray for her. I remember
still the sense of "fit"-that this was what I was made
for--that this is who I was at my core being. This intimate, unhurried
relationship. This ease of prayer and presence. At a young age, Eugene
felt these early stirrings of who he truly was long before he had any
vocabulary to explain it. 30
Eugene
dislikes school but loved books, and his curiosity was insatiable. 33
On
one of these evenings, one of the seminarians asked him (Buttrick was a preacher
who greatly influenced Peterson and Buechner) something to the effect of What's
the most important thing you do for your sermon preparation each week?"
Without hesitation, Buttrick responded, “For two hours every Tuesday and
Thursday afternoon, I walk through the neighborhood and make home visits. There
is no way that I can preach the gospel to these people if I don't know how they
are living, what they are thinking and talking about. Preaching is
proclamation, God's word revealed in Jesus, but only when it gets embedded in
conversation, in a listening ear and responding tongue, does it become gospel.”
74
Eugene
needed a revolution. The place, as much as anything else, was a drain on the
young seminarian's spirit. As stimulating and invigorating as his friendships,
work, and classes were, Eugene longed for Montana's contours and natural
beauty. New York did not speak the language of his soul. 90
The
class sat spellbound. Impossible - one of their own disagreeing with the
master. But Albright listened, stone still and pondering as Prescott politely
walked through his objections to the argument. Then the room fell silent. The
professor picked up his eraser and slowly wiped vast swaths across the
blackboard "Forget everything I said," he stated simply. “Prescott is
right." Eugene never forgot it. "The people who stand out in my
life; he reflected, "are the people who don't flaunt what they are doing
and aren't stuck on who they are." A man who could wipe away a little of
his ego along with the chalk was a man to be respected.” Years later,
Prescott Williams, an expert in biblical languages himself (and also someone
Eugene admired for using his intellect with immense humility), would serve as
an exegetical consultant on The Message. 96
And
yet in response to these real enemies (people were obsessed with safety because
of panic to nuclear attack) in their midst, the red binder (input from a church
growth “expert” who said you should give people what they want and to run the
church like a corporation) offered only vanity and emptiness. The community did
not need a church to craft little programs to assuage their consciences or perceived
needs for safety. It needed the church to invite people into a new reality
ruled by the kingdom of God. Christ Our King needed to worship. With all
this in mind, Eugene saw with a growing sense of both joy and desolation that
what was most essential in all his work was the opening invitation he offered
each Sunday- Let us worship God. 125
It
was a time when pastors all over the country were abandoning their vocation to
take up counseling. ”I could have ended up among them," he remembered long
after. But his pastoral instincts led him to read deeply and widely in search
of relevant perspectives for how to shepherd the whole human person. Eugene devoured
the writings of Carl Jung, Bruno Bettelheim, Erik Erikson, and Viktor Frankl,
among many others. But there were two sides to this. All this knowledge
played into the temptation Eugene
faced
to be an expert, to be successful in his work. He began to notice a “latent
messianic complex," where he was drawn to locate the emotional problems
among those in his congregation and
then
fix them, efficiently. These experiences taught Eugene to value psychiatry and
therapy (an appreciation he never lost), but he did have to wrestle, coming to
the realization that he was a pastor, not a therapist. 131
It
had hurled him (Scottish pastor, Wilson) into a rocky ravine. “Those mountains
are magnificent," he said, "but they have twenty different ways to
kill you. Just like the church.”
Eugene
couldn't shake that line. Weeks later, he called Wilson and explained his vague
sense of the kind of pastor he wanted to be: slow, personal, attuned to God and
to the lives of those in his parish. Eugene wondered if it was possible
to transform from a competitive pastor to a contemplative pastor-
-a
pastor who was able to be with people without having an agenda for them, a pastor
who was able to accept people just as they were and guide them gently and
patiently into a mature life in Christ but not get in the way. 142-143
Tom
introduced Eugene to their waitress, Vanessa, a tired woman with sad eyes. As
they rose to pay the check, Eugene stepped away to the bathroom. When he
returned, he found Tom and Vanessa in an energetic discussion. Eugene grabbed a
newspaper and a seat at the counter. As Tom and Eugene exited
the
diner, Tom exuded vigor. "Eugene, did you see us talking, the way she was
talking. that intensity? I wish I could do that kind of thing all day long,
every day. Every time I come in here and there are no customers, she wants
to talk about prayer and her life." "So, why don't you do it, have conversations
like that?" Eugene asked. "Because, " Tom answered, with an
edge, "I have to run this damn church."
Eugene
shared Tom's story from the diner with his pastors' group and everyone immediately
resonated with the suffocation of “running a damn church.” Together they
determined that whatever else they might do, they would learn how to be
pastors. 144-145
“[Dostoyevsky]
wrote about the whole of human experience with such seriousness. There's no
moralizing in Dostoyevsky, no preaching. He really does understand how faith
works, how prayer works, how deceit works, how sin works. Perhaps the best thing
about him is that he doesn't make it easy. You have to enter his imagination.
In the world of spirituality and religion, reduction and oversimplification are
just endemic, and the minute that happens, we lose our participation. We stand
off at a distance and criticize and evaluate the options. Dostoyevsky doesn't
much do that. He's not an analyzer. 172
Once,
when a pastor asked him what he would say to evangelical pastors, Eugene's
discomfort surfaced:
“I
think the primary thing that I want them to hear is that they simply must quit
taking themselves so seriously. Not taking the Lord seriously, and not taking
their vocations seriously, but themselves. Evangelical pastors take themselves seriously,
but they don't by and large take theology seriously, they don't take the Bible
seriously, they don't take congregations seriously: theology is a means to an
end, the Bible is a tool for teaching/ preaching, congregation is a raw material
for programs and causes. But all of that destroys growth in the Spirit, growing
up in Christ. We keep trying to do the work of the Trinity ourselves. And we
are not the Trinity. I would want to tell pastors to quit being so busy and
learn quiet, to quit talking so much and learn silence, to quit treating the
congregation as customers and treat them with dignity as souls-in-formation.
The primary thing that we are dealing with as pastors is the Word of God. And
the primary stance we must learn both as pastors and congregations is to
listen. There can be no language that works at all if someone is not
listening. And since God is the primary voice in this gospel world, we pastors
have to lead the way in listening, doing it ourselves and encouraging others to
do it. By and large evangelical pastors are not deficient in energy or
motivation or knowledge. But they are not conspicuously attentive, reverently
listening to the voice/word of God and in being totally and personally present
with the people we meet and serve. "Holy'" requires reverence, the "fear
of the Lord" is the biblical phrase. A holy Bible requires reverent
listening; and a holy church/congregation requires a reverent being present.”
238-239
“The
controversy swirling around Rob Bell's book Love Wins is fresh evidence
on how cantankerous the American church is. Because of the endorsement I gave
to the book, people keep trying to draw me into the fracas. And a fracas it certainly
is. How the so-called Christian community can generate so much hate is
appalling. Haven't we learned anything about civil discourse? Will we ever? And
it is so debilitating-we have this glorious gospel to proclaim and give away
and we gang up against one another and throw dogma-rocks. 278
Wednesday, June 03, 2026
Meditation in the Morning from Psalm 3
Psalm 3
https://insighttimer.com/thesoulcoach/guided-meditations/psalm-3-a-lectio-divina
1 O Beloved, how numerous are my fears!
They rise up within me 2 whispering
there is no help for you.
Pause in his presence
3 Yet You, O Beloved, radiate Love
around me, my glory; (The implication is that God shields us by taking us to himself)
gratitude becomes my song, ("You lift my head" acquittal when judged, freed from prison of shame)
4 When I cry out to You,
You answer within my heart.
Pause in his presence
5 I lie down to sleep; if I should
awaken, my Beloved is there
holding me with strength
and tenderness.
I feel secure.
6 Now, I shall forgive all illusions
that my ego tries to build.
For my courage is in You, O Love,
You who are the Lover hidden
in every heart.
7 Rise up, Love! Set me free!
for through your guidance,
my fears will fade into love.
8 Free from fear, I will know
the Oneness of Being that
encompasses Everything!
I shall be free to serve Love
with a glad and open heart.
Pause in his presence
What are your fears? Nan C. Merrill makes the point of equaling enemies/adversaries with fears. I notice she did it in Psalm 23 (You prepare a table before me in the presence of all my fears) too. This has touched my heart deeply this morning, and I cannot step away from this.
I love the line, "Now, I shall forgive all illusions that my ego tries to build/For my courage is in You, O Love/You are the Lover hidden in every heart."
Perfect love castes out all fear.
"Free from fear, I will know the Oneness of Being that encompasses Everything!"
You are the lover - the "secret sauce" as Ray W. would say. Thank you, LORD. "Gratitude has become my song" this morning."
Aslan is on the move.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
In Your Presence
Somehow, Frank's effort seemed so realistic with little increments of growth year by year. He also did not live a monastic existence as Brother Lawrence did. His inward and outward growth were simultaneous. I wanted that moment by moment experience of God in the midst of the daily grind of life with "tilting people."
"It is better to go to the house of mourning,than to go to the house of feasting:for that is the end of all men;and the living will lay it to his heart.Sorrow is better than laughter:for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning;but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth" (Eccl. 7:2-4)So, my mourning is over. The fruit of the last three years has been more 24/7/365 than I have ever known in my life. I am 50. I am thankful. I am humbled. I am at peace. I am surrounded by so much love.I am undone.
Friday, November 10, 2017
Ignatian Retreat Week For Everyday Life Weeks 1 & 2
I love these exercises! I realize how important the "Life Experiences" section of SHAPE is, and how I have not been able to do it in TOAG over the last few years due to time. Reviewing this has been so good. I remembered more and more things from my early years this time around.
These are a few random things from the direction for Week 1:
Let this be the image: This week, let’s go through the photo album of our life. Let’s go back to our earliest memories. Let’s let the Lord show us our lives. What pictures are there? With each part of my life, what scenes do I remember? Who is in those scenes? Some photos will be of happy times, some will be quite sad, others will be difficult to recollect at all. They all constitute our story and the journey that has brought us to where we begin this retreat.
Take it easy. Go slowly. Take a little bit each day. Being faithful to this exercise will help tremendously to prepare for the weeks ahead. Write down notes or memories or stories if you’d like.
Here are the questions for Week 2 which synthesizes Week 1 memories:
What graces, insights, special or painful memories were given to me last week?
I had so many. I have them written on my timeline that I had made up, not sure when. I know I had my Women Becoming class do timelines in 2006, but I think I did mine before that for my own personal use a couple of years before that, no I think it was when I read The Making of a Leader even earlier than that, maybe even in the 90's? But I think I did a paper timeline when I got the Timeline Creator for homeschool. I redid it again when I led the class because I have two copies in my notebook.
But no matter. I am gaining such insight doing this again. Originally, I did not look at my timeline, and spent six days thinking through my life, at least through my mid-twenties. Then I took the time line out because I didn't want to reinvent the wheel. There were new painful and good memories that God reminded me of though through those walking and reflection times, especially from my early childhood on Maryland/Nevada Street.
I won't go into all the details here, but some were painful! But then He spoke such sweet words into those painful things that I share below.
I also added happy memories of days at Lake Mohave and Lake Millerton. Most of my very happy memories of childhood are all connected to when my dad was there. He brought out the best in my mom. Also, my early memories of my mom are very good, but I don't have any memory of her comforting me and holding me, even when I was hit by a car! (The person who hit me did that while my mom just stood there.) I know she did all the physical things required of a mom, but I don't remember snuggling or having her read me a book. Isn't that weird? I just remember her being very busy working at home. She was a very hard worker. She was always very nervous and stressed and insecure. That is what I remember. I remember her feeling very bad when she poured hot milk in my lap accidentally.
I also remember the sweet memory of my mom and dad praying the Lord's prayer at night and saying my prayers with my mom and me asking to know "who this Lord guy was."
Did I like doing these exercises last week, and did they nurture some new desires in me?
The first day was surprisingly hard for me. I have gone through memories before, but I realize from my time-line that there were very few things written in my early years before elementary school and in elementary school. So, God filled in those blanks, and I remember walking up to hospital hill thinking, "Do I really want to do this?" The first day was hard looking at those early years with my mom especially, but the second day God gave me great freedom saying:
I have set you apart. You drew close to Me. I let you see far beyond your years the emptiness without Me. I am your Father, mother, brother, friend, protector. EMBRACE. I do not blame you for the car accident (somehow my mom's car accident was my fault growing up, and I never understood that). I am the Sears Shoe Salesman who floods the store with light and bids you walk across the isle from your mom's disapproving stare towards Me. Their journeys are all theirs, and I have dealt with them as I have seen fit. They are mind. You are set apart for my purpose. I moved you away from your family to find health. White limousine Kingdom town car moving in the other direction . . . to the mountain of My glory. Get in and enjoy the ride, Carol. I will take it from here. Grab a drink and enjoy the scenery.I do have such happy memories of water skiing and singing to the sound of the boat motor. Traveling in the car or camper and enjoying time with Chris. He was not always very nice to me, but he was on those road trips. I loved fun in the sun and quiet evening by the lake with the moon on the water singing songs.
I nurtured in me a new desire to seek God first. He is the only one who will be there. I have this thing for approval when I am new situations, and this new situation has me wanting to fit in again. I have a new desire to please my AUDIENCE OF ONE.
After last week’s review of my photo album, I’m attracted to . .
I am not sure what this means. I emailed them to understand this question.
I am attracted to water skiing and water. :) I am also attracted to people like my dad, positive and affirming and FUN(NY) at every turn, yet FIRM. He really didn't let me get away with much either. I think that is why I am attracted to God because my concept is so shaped by BIG CHUCK WARDROP. I don't think my dad gave a rip about what people though of him, and I think everyone liked him immensely because he was just himself. He led the pack. I want to be like that.
WOW! I emailed them my question and before I even finished this blog post he answered. Here is what he said:
I think the question was an open ended one to invite reflection on what most attracted us in our review of our life story. Ignatius liked “reviews” because of their potential to take us deeper.
With that in mind, after reviewing my life story, I realize how much God has been there with me at the crossroads. His presence was so real to me to make take the right path! "He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake" (Psalm 23:3)! He truly has been my SHEPHERD through all of this. I am so grateful! It does not matter that it has meant not being included or even shunned. I will not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the path of the sinner or sit in the seat of the scoffer! His way is the path of righteousness to honor His name. He is the good and right way! My delight will be in the law of the Lord, and on His law I will meditate day and night. I want to be that tree, firmly planted by streams of water (Nancy's vision for my life), yielding FRUIT in season and not withered leaves on this girl. This path has led to nothing but prosperity and peace (Psalm 1). Again, you have shown me where the other path has led, and it was not worth it to take it just to feel included with my family, with some of my high school friends (although most have now found you), with some of my college friends, it is all chaff in the end. I could go on and on, but I will stop because this has taken me 3 1/2 hours to process. BUT such good processing!!!!!
Where, in my life story, did I feel most totally known by God?
The evening before my dad's death. God saying later that He wanted to be more of a Father to me.
Is there a part of me, my story, I have a hard time imagining God knowing? Because I have a hard time imagining God accepting me there?
No, I feel like He has been with me through every step. It is whether I want to embrace Him in those painful moments, but most of them, through Listening/Healing prayer, I have.
Where in my story were there crossroads? It could have gone this way or that: how was God present in the way my story continued from there?
Absolutely! I had a choice in that hotel in Stanford in March of 1979. I chose GOD and not PLEASING PEOPLE! YAY! (So interesting that I will be with people I knew from that time today.)
But sometimes choosing God meant being shunned and excluded. That is always my bugaboo! I don't like being shunned and excluded. But the alternative would set me at odds with God. And He has been the better choice. Always with me.
But being shunned and excluded by some meant being embraced by others. Leaving Athletes in Ministry Bible Studies and those dysfunctional relationships to be in the Navigators and Debbie Brizee! WIN all the way around. She has been such a faithful friend; faithful to God and to me!
I had a choice in living a life of materialism and emptiness (California Family) versus non-materialism and fullness (Corvallis/PNW/World Family). (Looking at the grape vineyards across from my parents' house and making a choice in 1988.)
I had a choice of continuing to be around people of compromise and lack of integrity on that road trip up I-5 when B stiffed the guy at the Canyonville gas station who didn't double the gas price because gas had gone over a dollar a gallon when the digits in the gas pump did not go to three. I begged God when the water came over the car in the early am (not sure if it was that trip or another one), and I almost lost control. I decided to give my WHOLE LIFE to You and get away from the bad influences on my life. B was nothing but BAD NEWS for my life! BAD NEWS! The whole debacle traveling with that weird girl down I-5 and B giving the impression she paid for all the gas. That was a very BAD situation. B was always getting me in very bad situations because she made very bad choices. SO glad she is out of my life. George saw immediately how manipulative she was.
Choice to not move to Seattle and pursue a career in Student Affairs and stay in Corvallis (and low on the totem pole at Oregon State) and start a relationship with George! Choosing George was choosing GOD's BEST! The other one was a "small ambition." This quote was a guiding one:
Tell the students to give up their small ambitions and come eastward to preach the gospel of Christ." – Francis Xavier, missionary to India, the Philippines, and Japan
Am I accepting of who I am today? If not, can I hold those areas up to God? If yes, can I hold my whole self up to God, in gratitude?
Absolutely accept who I am today!!!
Are there areas I feel God is wanting to love in me? change in me? make use of for others?
I am in a new situation, and I feel like I can either conform to every one else to fit in or I can just be me, unapologetically me.
He loves me just the way I am. I don't need to worry about passive-aggressive and even aggressive people. Fran was so helpful in how I can cope in this new environment I am in, and she had a similar environment with her training. That was insightful.
I want to change to feel like it is others' choice to compare, compete, be crestfallen. I will go in the white limousine kingdom town car. It is a crossroad that I will take. I am getting off the tour bus and into that town car. There ARE people for the town car in this group, and I need to not worry about the rest, even if that means NOT fitting in! I don't need to fit in. The other times I did not fit in were because I made the choice not to conform. That was a good choice. No conformity but compassion.
Making use of for others. YES. Sew seeds in soft soil were your words to me. You are sowing seeds in my soft soil through this who process. Thankful!
Throughout this week, in every background moment, let there be expressions of gratitude for the blessings of how my life story is connecting me with God’s presence and love. Let me experience the feeling of my continuing to grow and develop. The one who formed us in our mother’s womb is still forming us this week.
My life story has so connected me to Your presence and love at EVERY TURN! What if I had taken the tour bus (or the ratty teenage car behind the stands)? I shutter to think of where I would have ended up. Empty . . . alone . . . afraid . . . but maybe rich. NOT WORTH THE COSE though!
The Grace we pray for this week:
I am grateful for the way my own life story connects me today with God’s presence and love.
AMEN 100x!
Friday, July 17, 2026
The Last Battle
Copilot comes to the rescue again. I will say that I was so much more attuned to what was happening in the Narnia books spiritually this time, but I didn't jot all of them down. I am relying on Copilot. It knows I am a spiritual director. So, it tailors the answers to that.
Here are the most spiritually rich, direction-ready quotes from The Last Battle, drawn from authoritative sources and curated for contemplative use. These are the passages that speak most deeply to themes of homecoming, courage, discernment, longing, and the nature of true reality.
🌿 Homecoming, Heaven, and the “Real Country”
“I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here… Come further up, come further in!”
A jubilant declaration of ultimate belonging and spiritual arrival. [^1]
Why it matters: Ideal for exploring desire, eschatological hope, and the soul’s orientation toward its true home.“All their life in this world… had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story… which goes on forever… and every chapter is better than the one before.”
A vision of eternity as unfolding intimacy and joy. [^1]
Why it matters: Helps directees reframe endings, grief, and transition as thresholds into deeper reality.
🦁 Trust, Courage, and Divine Holding
“But courage, child: we are all between the paws of the true Aslan.”
A tender assurance of divine protection and presence. [^1]
Why it matters: Beautiful for sessions involving fear, uncertainty, or surrender.“The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning.”
A metaphor for death as awakening. [^1]
Why it matters: Supports conversations about mortality, hope, and spiritual awakening.
🔥 Discernment, Deception, and Inner Freedom
“They have chosen cunning instead of belief. Their prison is only in their minds… so afraid of being taken in that they cannot be taken out.”
A piercing insight into self-made spiritual prisons. [^1]
Why it matters: Useful for exploring resistance, mistrust, and the ways fear constricts spiritual openness.“He is not a tame lion.”
A reminder of divine wildness and sovereignty. [^2]
Why it matters: Helps directees examine expectations of God, control, and the mystery of divine action.
🌱 Seeking, Desire, and the Nature of True Devotion
“Beloved… unless thy desire had been for me thou wouldst not have sought so long and so truly. For all find what they truly seek.”
Emeth’s encounter with Aslan. [^1]
Why it matters: A profound text for exploring desire, vocation, and the sincerity of the seeker’s heart.“My happiness is so great that it even weakens me like a wound… that he called me Beloved.”
Emeth’s astonishment at divine acceptance. [^1]
Why it matters: Supports conversations about grace, identity, and being seen by God.
🧭 Justice, Surrender, and Holy Fear
“How should we know what he would do? We, who are murderers… Do you think I care if Aslan dooms me to death? That would be nothing… Would it not be better to be dead than to have this horrible fear that Aslan has come and is not like the Aslan we have believed in?”
Tirian’s anguished honesty. [^3]
Why it matters: A raw text for exploring guilt, repentance, and the fear of divine abandonment.
✨ If you’d like next
I can shape these into a printable reflection sheet, curate quotes by spiritual theme (grief, hope, discernment, calling), or create guided journaling prompts for use with directees.
References (3)
[^1]: The Last Battle Quotes by C.S. Lewis. https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1059917-the-last-battle
[^2]: Best Quotes Of The Last Battle With Page Numbers By C.S. Lewis. https://www.bookey.app/book/the-last-battle/quote
[^3]: Last Battle Quotes (4 quotes). https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/last-battle
P.S. I found this interesting that one of my Facebook friends posted an opinion piece on Susan's fate.
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