The Daily Memo | February 7, 2023 | It’s Mere Christianity


“What Satan put into the heads of our remote ancestors was the idea that they could ‘be like gods’ – could set up on their own as if they had created themselves – be their own masters – invent some sort of happiness for themselves outside God, apart from God. And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history – money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution. classes, empires, slavery – the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.” C.S. Lewis

There’s a group of us doing a book study in Mere Christianity, C.S. Lewis’s early work originating from a radio broadcast he did in London during the war with Germany in the 1940s’. I have never been one for apologetics but since doing this study I realize what I’ve missed out on. What better way to wrestle with our humanity and faith in God than dig deeper into its origins?

Lewis’s testimony in moving from atheist to theist, to Christian theist was fascinating. After reading the book and participating in conversations around a video series hosted by Eric Metaxas, I have a greater appreciation for Lewis and his band of brothers, the Inklings. Feeling like a family member, wishing I might travel back in time and listen in to their conversations at the Bird and Baby. The publican, Charlie Blagrove, let Lewis and his friends use his private parlor for privacy. The likes of Barfield, Bennett, Cecil, Dyson, and none other than J.R.R. Tolkien were among the notables in the group.

If you wrestle at all with your faith, take the time to examine the evidence around Jesus and His ministry here on earth. How He led like no other. How He saved us from eternal separation from God. As I noted earlier, Lewis reminds us how Satan works against God’s purpose for each of us in an effort to encourage us to invent some sort of happiness for ourselves outside of God. I tried it. It doesn’t work.

And that’s the Memo.




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