dimanche, octobre 16, 2011

Lewis Quote:

C.S. Lewis was an atheist for many years. In the late 1920’s the Lord used Lewis’ friends JRR Tolkien (of The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings fame) and Hugo Dyson to bring him to faith. Lewis described his conversion to Christianity as a "'...prodigal who is brought in kicking, struggling, resentful, and darting his eyes in every direction for a chance to escape"
Lewis’s writes these words about atheism below are also
For Christianity is a fighting religion. It  thinks  God  made  the world - that space and time, heat  and cold,  and  all the colours and tastes, and all the animals and vegetables, are things that God "made up out  of His head" as a man makes up a story. But it also thinks that a great many things have gone wrong with the world that God made and that God insists, and insists very loudly, on our putting them right again.
And, of course, that raises a very big question. If a good God made the world why has it gone wrong? And for many years I simply  refused to listen to the Christian  answers  to  this  question,  because  I  kept on  feeling "whatever you say,  and however clever your  arguments are,  isn't  it  much simpler  and  easier to  say that the  world was not made by any intelligent power? Aren’t all your arguments simply a complicated attempt to   avoid the obvious?" But then that threw me back into another difficulty.
My argument against God was that the universe seemed so cruel and unjust. But how had I got this idea of just and unjust? A man does not call a line crooked unless he has some idea of a straight line.  What was I comparing this universe with when I called it unjust? If the whole show was bad and senseless from A to Z, so to speak, why did I, who was supposed to be part of the show, find myself in such violent reaction against it? A man feels wet when he falls into water, because man is not a water animal: a fish would not feel wet.
Of course I could have  given up my  idea of justice by  saying it  was nothing but  a  private idea of my own. But  if I did that, then my argument against  God collapsed too- for  the argument  depended on  saying that  the world  was really unjust, not simply  that  it  did not happen to  please my private fancies. Thus in the very act  of trying to  prove  that God did not exist-in other words, that the whole of reality was senseless-I  found I was forced to assume that one part of reality-namely my idea of justice-was full of sense.
Consequently atheism turns out to be too simple. If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning.