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Category Archives: Inklings & Company
The Cosmic Dance That is Holy Trinity
After his harrowing battle with the Un-man and his rebirth in the bowels of Perelandra, Elwin Ransom finds his way to a hidden “valley pure rose-red, with ten or twelve of the glowing peaks about it, and in the centre … Continue reading
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Tagged C. S. Lewis, cosmology, Discarded Image, Great Dance, Perelandra, Ptolemy
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Riding the Waves of Providence
Imagine a world in which you live not on a body of fixed land, whether continent or archipelago, but on a floating island that moves on the waves, driven by current, tide, and wind. One might describe the island as … Continue reading
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Tagged C. S. Lewis, evil, fasting, freedom, God, Perelandra, providence, Space trilogy, temptation
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“I’m on Aslan’s side …”
Then came the Witch’s voice, cooing softly like the voice of a wood-pigeon from the high elms in an old garden at three o’clock in the middle of a sleepy, summer afternoon; and it said: “What is this sun that … Continue reading
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The Vision of George MacDonald
I saw a crowd—priests and laymen—speeding, hurrying, darting away, up a steep, crumbling height. Mitres, hoods, and hats rolled behind them to the bottom. Every one for himself, with hands and feet they scramble and flee, to save their souls … Continue reading
George MacDonald against Hans Urs von Balthasar on Universal Salvation
by Jordan Daniel Wood, Ph.D. Many a wrong, and its curing song; Many a road, and many an inn; Room to roam, but only one home For all the world to win. (Eve, in MacDonald’s Lilith) I want to put … Continue reading
The Holy Freedom of Sir Gibbie and the Gnomic Will
In his book That All Shall Be Saved, David Hart adduces the important distinction between the natural will and the gnomic will: In the terms of the great Maximus the Confessor (c. 580-662), the “natural will” within us, which is … Continue reading
“Tell them that there is NO refuge from the compelling love of God”
Once more Falconer retired, but not to take his violin. He could play no more. Hope and love were swelling within him. He could not rest. Was it a sign from heaven that the hour for speech had arrived? He … Continue reading
