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Dangers and perturbations of love

March 5th, 2010 — 8:37am

“There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket – safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.

“I believe that the most lawless and inordinate loves are less contrary to God’s will than a self-invited and self-protective lovelessness. It is like hiding the talent in a napkin and for much the same reason: ‘I knew thee that thou wert a hard man.’ Christ did not teach and suffer that we might become, even in the natural loves, more careful of our own happiness. If a man is not uncalculating towards the earthy beloveds whom he has seen, he is none the more likely to be so towards God whom he has not. We shall draw nearer to God, not by trying to avoid the sufferings inherent in all loves, but by accepting them and offering them to Him; throwing away all defensive armour. If our hearts need to be broken, and if He chooses this as the way in which they should break, so be it.” (C. S. Lewis, The Four Loves)

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Love that lies between

February 24th, 2010 — 4:11pm

Do I love you?
Or do I love an idea of you?
If I love you only as you appear to me now, my love is superficial
     and I have cheapened you
     for there is more to you than appears
          I know this
          or so I think
If I do not love you as you appear to me now, my love is conditional
     perhaps idolatrous
If I love you as you are, regardless of what appears, my love is presumptuous
     for who can know what another truly is
     and love it, without loving an idea?
If I love you only as you are, my love is without memory, and without hope
     moreover it is possessive
     neither seeking nor remembering your highest good
If I love an idea I have of you, my love is for what may be
     or for what was, and is no more
     or perhaps for what was, and is still, but is not seen
     and are you then loved as you are?
What then of love?
Yet for all this I do love you
I love you for what I have seen
     for what I see
     and for what I have not seen
I love you for what you have become
     for all you have lost
     and for all you may yet be
For my love is the love of God
     which remembers what you have been
     sees what you have become
     and hopes for what you shall be
          again
          and beyond again, for the end is better than the beginning
This is the love of Him
     who knows the end from the beginning
     the beginning from the end
     and all that lies between

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