C.S. Lewis - from atheism to theism

the new psychology was at that time sweeping through us all we were all influenced we were all concerned about fantasy or wishful thinking I formed the resolution of always judging and acting with the greatest good sense he was saying that all youth at that time were trying to escape from wish fulfillment dreams if they got that from Freud and they wanted to in one way spit on the images of their youth and go on to they knew not what but anyway leave that behind because it was juvenile Lewis was writing a long poem called dimer in it he portrayed belief in God as a tempting illusion one that had to be resisted but he found that in his own life he wasn't so certain the question of God's existence would not let him go I was at that time living like many atheists in a world of contradictions I maintained that God did not exist I was also very angry with God for not existing I was equally angry with him for creating a world why should creatures have the burden of existence forced on them without their consent more than anything Lewis wanted to write poetry and for that he needed the security of an academic career he applied for teaching jobs at Oxford but college after college turned him down I was attacked by a series of gloomy thoughts about professional and literary failure such a rage against poverty and fear and all the infernal net I seemed to be in but I went out and mowed the lawn and cursed all the gods for half an hour Lewis's first ambition a burning ambition from the age of about the team was to be a poet a great poet I could not say simply that I desire of my fame but that of the poem nor was the feeling at this interested love for dimer simply as a poem it was a desire that something that I recognized as my own should publicly be found good his hopes were finally fulfilled in 1925 madlyn college made him a fellow the next year he found a publisher for his long poem dimer success at last but it was not enough all the books were beginning to turn against me indeed I must have been as blind as a bat not to have seen long before the ludicrous contradiction between my theory of life and my actual experiences as a reader the most religious were clearly those on whom I could really feed the poetry really cared about was not Ezra Pound and Gertrude Stein all these years the greatest pleasure he ever had was from Christian poetry things like Spencer Oh Milton all of these great poets and yet he found out that he was reading them this he later said with the point left out the same thing was happening with his friends the people he thought he should have liked with the College atheists with the ones he really liked were Tolkien a practicing very devout Catholic Oh involve fuel who asked all the right questions I can only describe it as the great war between Barfield and me when I set out to correct his heresies I find that he had decided to correct mine and then we went at it hammer and tongs far into the night night after night Barfield believed that the imagination plays a very important part in how we know he rejected the model that science is the only way to to truth to acquiring truth he felt that the imagination was laid behind even the work of science it gave meaning to two propositions and so he felt that Lewis was missing out in his whole approach to reality on what made knowledge possible I was suddenly compelled to read the hippo lettuce of your Ripa DS Oh God bring me to the Seas end to the Hesperides sisters of evening who sing alone in their islands where the golden apples grow the Lord of oceans guards the way from all who would sail into their night blue harbors let me escape to the rim of the world where the tremendous firmament meets the earth and Atlas holds the universe in his palms [Music] for there in the palace of Zeus wells of ambrosia pour through the chambers while the sacred earth lavishes life and time adds his years only to heavens happiness I was off once more into the land of longing my heart had once broken and exalted as it had never been since the old days [Music] I was overwhelmed I called it joy when Lewis talks about joy he talks about something that he labels the central theme of his whole life but what he means by joy is not the satisfaction of a desire but a desire that is more desirable than any satisfaction there was no doubt joy was a desire but the desire is turned not to itself but to an object I had been wrong in supposing that I desired for joy itself all value lay in that of which joy was the desiring the naked other unknown undefined desired I did not yet asked who is desired the very experience of joy that Lewis had was an arrow that led to the target of belief in God Lewis argued innate deep desires do not exist unless they correspond to something that can satisfy them if there is hunger there is food if there is sexual desire there is sex if there is curiosity there is knowledge so if there is the desire for this thing that is beyond this world there must be something beyond this world Lewis was still resisting but growing tired from the struggle the Fox had now been dislodged from the wood and was running in the open bedraggled and weary the hounds barely a field behind the odd thing was that before God closed in on me I was in fact offered what now appears to be a moment of wholly free choice I was going up Headington Hill on the top of a bus without words and almost without images a fact about myself was somehow presented to me I became aware that I was holding something at bay I felt myself being given a free choice I could open the door or keep it shut I chose to open I felt as if I were a man of snow at long last beginning to melt drip drip and presently trickle trickle I had always wanted above all things not to be interfered with I had wanted mad wish to call my soul my own I had been far more anxious to avoid suffering than to achieve delight [Music] you must picture me alone in that room at maudlin night after night feeling whenever my mind lifted even for a second from my work a steady unrelenting approach of him whom I so earnestly desired not to meet total surrender the absolute leap in the dark were demanded I gave in and admitted that God was God perhaps that night the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England

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Keywords: C.S., Lewis, atheism, theism, God, Jesus, Joy, Christianity, Conversion, Wishful, Thinking, Wish, Fulfillment, Freud

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Published: Wed Mar 28 2007

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[u/Taliwacker]

That logic has never made any sense to me ~ "If there is a desire for something to be true then something must be there". Reminded me of one of my favorite quotes from Bertrand Russell - "It seems to me a fundamental dishonesty, and a fundamental treachery to intellectual integrity to hold a belief because you think it's useful and not because you think it's true".