In the
last post, I said that C.S. Lewis spent a great deal of time thinking about our
universal human longing for happiness. One of the greatest and most important
things he ever wrote on this subject is a sermon entitled The Weight of Glory. Every Christian should read it. It
is one of the most revealing commentaries written in modern times on desire,
fulfillment, satisfaction, and what it really means to be created for eternal
life in heaven. Here is how Lewis explains our inconsolable longing:
"Now, if we are made for heaven, the desire
for our proper place will be already in us, but not yet attached to the true
object, and will even appear as the rival of that object. ... In speaking
of this desire for our own far-off country, which we find in ourselves even
now, I feel a certain shyness. I am almost committing an indecency. I am trying
to rip open the inconsolable secret in each one of you—the secret which hurts
so much that you take your revenge on it by calling it names like Nostalgia and
Romanticism and Adolescence; the secret also which pierces with such sweetness
that when, in very intimate conversation, the mention of it becomes imminent,
we grow awkward and affect to laugh at ourselves; the secret we cannot hide and
cannot tell, though we desire to do both. We cannot tell it because it is a
desire for something that has never actually appeared in our experience. ...
Our commonest expedient is to call it beauty and behave as if that had settled
the matter. Wordsworth’s expedient was to identify it with certain moments in
his own past. But all this is a cheat. If Wordsworth had gone back to those
moments in the past, he would not have found the thing itself, but only the
reminder of it; what he remembered would turn out to be itself a remembering.
The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray
us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what
came through them was longing. These things—the beauty, the memory of our own
past—are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the
thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their
worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a
flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a
country we have never yet visited." (C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory)
We are always trying in this life to arrive – to get to a
place where we feel really fulfilled and do not long for anything else. And
that is just what we can’t do. Lewis recognized that because we were not made for this world, we have a natural and inborn longing for something better and deeper that will only be fulfilled in the next world. That doesn't mean we don't get foretastes of joy and happiness and fulfillment in this life. Lewis also recognized that we are given the good pleasures in this world (the music, the beauty, the happy relationships) to whet our appetites for the glories of the next. But this world is
temporary, and limited, and we can't experience the fullness of everlasting joy that God has planned for His people in this perishable world. We have to be ready to put it away when the time comes to receive our true inheritance.
In fact, the more we try to be completely satisfied here in
this life on earth, the further we put ourselves from complete satisfaction.
Our only means of being fully satisfied is to seek with all our hearts to find
our satisfaction completely in God, something we will not fully receive until our
bodies are renewed and we join Him in eternity. While we are on earth, this
experience will become an increasing fulfillment and satisfaction in God if we
continue to pursue it. The eternal fountain of absolute joy does overflow into Creation, filling those who embrace Jesus as their Lord and Savior with streams of living water. But we aren't satisfied taking drinks from the overflow of the fountain forever. What we really want is to be plunged into joy endlessly, to never get thirsty again. In the next post, I'll share how Lewis depicted that glorious union.
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