Saturday, March 24, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
C.S. Lewis once stated:
"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up save 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. To love is to be vulnerable."
That sounds sweet, but I disagree.
If we have truly died to self there is nothing left to be vulnerable.