Why is it that this quote speaks so strongly to me, and has for years, and yet I sit in my slum and make my own mud pies so frequently?
Indeed, if we consider the unblushing promises of rewards promised in the Gospels, it would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy has been offered to us. We are far too easily pleased, like an ignorant child who goes on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by an offer of a holiday at the sea.
-C. S. Lewis
Posted by Jim at 08:04 PM. Filed under: Jim's Existential Ramblings •




