Thursday, January 6, 2011

The Weight of Glory.

If a transtemporal, transfinite good is our real destiny (heaven), then any
other good on which our desire fixes must be in some degree fallacious, must
bear at best only a symbolical relation to what will truly satisfy.

C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory

Doesn't reading this bring about soothing
to the soul and an aching longing for our eventual destiny?

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