Clive and Charlotte Converge: A Mother’s Look at 2020 so far {Part 4}

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Lewis echoes something I’m just barely starting to see in this glorious life. That Nature shows us a teeny bit of Glory, he calls it the “first sketch” of greater glory. Isn’t that beautiful? Those little things, the wind lifting the edges of the blankets on the clothesline. That fresh loaf of bread out of the oven, eager little hands buttering a hot, thick slice. Little boy’s eyes eagerly scanning Landseer’s, The Old Shepherd’s Chief Mourner, turning to me with questions about the sad doggy, those slightly wilted bouquets of clover and Queen Anne’s lace, and the chubby hands pressed against my cheeks point to a greater something, Someone out there. A promise so glorious and so incomprehensible that our finite brains cannot begin to imagine. That “…the whole man is to drink from the fountain of joy.” p. 44, The Weight of Glory

     Lewis, in his conclusion brings we out of my rapturous musings back to earth with a bit of humorous reality, “Meanwhile, the cross comes before the crown and tomorrow is a Monday morning. 🙂 A cleft has opened in the pitiless walls of the world, and we are invited to follow our great Captain inside.” p. 45, emphasis mine

     Following Him is the essential point he says but an equally heavy weight of glory is my neighbors. Starting with those immediately around me, am I faithfully sowing and giving and caring for those who, “all day long,” am I, “…in some degree , helping to one or other of these destinations?” Am I growing into my skin, resting Jesus’ work, lovingly sharing life, beauty, hope, and encouragement through what I value, through what I give my time to, through my words, and what I am grateful for? Is it “a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner”…remembering that there are “no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilisations – these are mortal, and their life is to our as the life of a gnat.” p. 46 We remember we are immortals, life will go on in one way or another after we die.

“The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, – immediately or in the long run.” ~Thoreau 

     How will I spend the rest of 2020 or the next 40 years of my life? Here I am with a 1 year old and on the other end a 17 year old almost ready to graduate. How can I live and breathe in a way that reflects our true home Heaven in a world full of cheap imitations and symbols that in the end just don’t measure up? How can I live gratitude for these small glimpses of glory that echo eternity? How will I remember today to Whom I will go? My Lord and Savior, Jesus, who has the words of eternal, real and lasting life and the key to our true forever home. There is so much more in C.S. Lewis’ essay, “The Weight of Glory”, but these are a few things that jumped out to me, and I don’t want to forget.

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7 thoughts on “Clive and Charlotte Converge: A Mother’s Look at 2020 so far {Part 4}

  1. The weight of glory is indeed something we need to learn to bear. It has occurred to me that all our struggles with the demons of existence on earth are meant to make us strong enough to endure life with the angels. They are winged, but not weightless.

    I need to read this essay. Thanks for your thoughts.

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  2. I just tried to comment, but WordPress kicked me out just as I pushed “post!” I’m going to try to recreate my thoughts, but that isn’t so easy for me sometimes, ha!

    I am so inspired by this series that you’re working on. I struggle with faith and religion, but am still drawn to so much of what is written here. Probably most especially:

    “Am I growing into my skin, resting Jesus’ work, lovingly sharing life, beauty, hope, and encouragement through what I value, through what I give my time to, through my words, and what I am grateful for?”

    I think about these things a lot. I am constantly reminding myself that life is a series of moments and every moment counts. Yes, rest is important, especially for us weary mamas. But I want to know that I lived and brought as much beauty as possible into the world and my family’s life.

    Thank you for spending so much time and energy on these posts. They are so thought provoking!

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    1. Thank you for sharing, Katie. I struggle with organized religion too, so I hang onto Jesus as tightly as possible. He’s been so faithful. I’m so glad you enjoyed my ramblings and if you get a chance to dig up C.S. Lewis’ actual essay, I recommend it, it’s so thought provoking!

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