I mentioned in my last post that I would follow up with one other amazing thing I got out of the book, Perelandra. This last part makes me look at how I view the end of this world differently from how I ever have and it takes place with a conversation between the main character, Ransom, and Venus' own Adam, the King. I'll paraphrase some parts so that you're not bogged down with the sci-fi jargon of the book.
"'Then it is [God's] purpose to make us free of [this world]. Our bodies will be changed, but not all changed. We shall be as the [angels], but not all as [angels]. And so will our sons and daughters be changed in the time of this ripeness until the number is made up which [Jesus] read in His Fathers mind before time flowed.'
'And that,' said Ransom, 'will be the end?'
'Your thoughts are unlike ours. About that time we shall be not far from the beginning of all things.'"
Go back and read that one more time. I'll wait.
How amazing is that?!
We're so confined by our finite little minds that we fail to see how insanely small we are in comparison with the rest of the universe. We are unable to conceive of the fact that, even if this planet is 65 billion years old, that's not even a drop in the hat of eternity.
It's almost audacious to consider the end of this world to be the most important event ever. That's like only reading a book's prologue and never bothering to see what happens in the first chapter!
Just considering this stuff makes my head spin. That last line completely blows my mind. I'm just not able to wrap my head around it. I hope that you spend a little time thinking about how big God is. How unbelievably infinite He is. And with all of that in mind, consider the life He lived as the Incarnation, the death He willingly died and how He overpowered that death for your sake. Even though He is outside of my ability to conceive, He still cares about me.
June Portrait
8 years ago
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I'm so excited that you're reading that trilogy! My dad gave me his copies when I was about ten. I have really fond memories of That Hideous Strength ...
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