Read this last week. Still chewing on it... "I sometimes wonder if we have even begun to understand what is involved in the very concept of creation. If God will create, He will make something to be, and yet not to be Himself. To be created is, in some sense, to be ejected and separated. Can it be that the more perfect the creature is, the further this separation must at some point be pushed? It is saints, not common people, who experience the "dark night."...The hiddenness of God perhaps presses most painfully on those who are in another way, nearest to Him... But perhaps there is an anguish, an alienation, a crucifixion involved in the creative act. Yet He who alone can judge, judges the far-off consummation to be worth it." (Excerpt from C.S. Lewis, "Letters to Malcolm, Chiefly on Prayer").
God told me a secret this week and I am still absorbing it. Not quite ready to write on it yet - I think I must live it first. Still tonight, as I head to bed, I find this verse is rocking me to sleep: "God created and said...it is good...it is very good."
