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The Great Divorce

The Great Divorce

Postby Bob M » 19 Feb 2008, 06:40

On page 141 George McDonald states, "That thing is Freedom: the gift whereby ye most resemble your maker ..."
Could some give me a synonym and explain? My group has our own idea and we'd like to see if we're on target.
Bob M

Postby Sven » 19 Feb 2008, 20:27

Welcome, Bob!

A synonym for "Freedom" in that excerpt? I'd say "Free Will". From the viewpoint of humanity, trapped within time, we have the free will to stop resisting God's offer of grace and thus receive eternal life, or turn away from His grace and thus receive eternal death. God, outside of time-and-space, seeing all time as 'now' and all space as 'here', sees which choice we will make, but that has nothing to do with our ability to choose life or death.

Hope this helps.


C. S. Lewis wrote: The choice of ways is before you. Neither is closed. Any man may choose eternal death. Those who choose it will have it. But if ye are trying to leap on into eternity, if ye are trying to see the final state of all things as it will be (for so ye must speak) when there are no more possibilities left but only the Real, then ye ask what cannot be answered to mortal ears. Time is the very lens through which ye see—small and clear, as men see through the wrong end of a telescope—something that would otherwise be too big for ye to see at all. That thing is Freedom: the gift whereby ye most resemble your Maker and are yourselves parts of eternal reality. But ye can see it only through the lens of Time, in a little clear picture, through the inverted telescope. It is a picture of moments following one another and yourself in each moment making some choice that might have been otherwise. Neither the temporal succession nor the phantom of what ye might have chosen and didn't is itself Freedom. They are the lens.
Rat! he found breath to whisper, shaking. Are you afraid?
Afraid? murmured the Rat, his eyes shining with unutterable love.
Afraid! Of Him? O, never, never! And yet -- and yet -- O, Mole, I am afraid!
Then the two animals, crouching to the earth, bowed their heads and did worship.
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