the love of telling...

sometimes i think c.s. lewis knew me. but he decided to keep that knowledge under wraps (because of the whole space time continum thingie) and so in this line from one of my favorite books that he wrote he used the phrase "poet and musician and artist" when really he meant to say "lea marshall, blogger and big talker who isn't really a poet, can't carry a tune, and her art ain't so hot either."

“Every poet and musician and artist,

but for Grace,

is drawn away from the love of the thing he tells,

to the love of the telling till,

down in Deep Hell,

they cannot be interested in God at all

but only in what they say about Him”

― C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce

do i love the telling? or do i love the Teller? sometimes it is hard to tell. (ha. yet not really so funny.) 

clive and i will discuss this more in heaven. over tea. because we are going to be neighbors. we will  go out to meet the bus together (if you don't understand that line, then read the book. it will make sense.) 

“Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?”  

― C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce