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You’ve probably heard it said that reading is a way to experience another world, to check out of reality temporarily, to get “lost.” And I would definitely agree.
But reading is also a way to find something: truth.
There’s no doubt that the written word is a powerful thing. And when we read something that rings true to us, we can experience a range of emotions.
Like happiness when something is funny. Or fear when we’re not sure what’s really around the corner. Or sadness, regret, frustration, doubt.
Or deep, abiding joy.
Something I read this last weekend gave me that kind of joy.
I’m reading C.S. Lewis’ The Screwtape Letters for the first time (I know, I know, what took me so long?!) and if you aren’t familiar with the premise, let me tell you a bit about it. Basically, the book is a collection of “letters” written by an older demon to his nephew. So when he talks about “Our Enemy,” he means God. The older demon is giving his nephew advice on how to thwart humans and keep them from God.
One passage in particular nearly turned me into a puddle of joy. In this simple excerpt, the demon describes the differences between the dark side and God:
“To us a human is primarily food. … We want cattle who can finally become food; He [God] wants servants who can finally become sons. We want to suck in, He wants to give out. We are empty and would be filled; He is full and flows over. Our war aim is a world in which Our Father Below [Satan] has drawn all other beings into himself; the Enemy wants a world full of beings united to Him but still distinct.”
Do you feel the power in this poignant narrative? Does it draw something up from within you, warm you with assurance, and give you the desire to cry out to God in gratitude?
That’s the way it affected me. I’m so thankful for authors like Lewis who speak the Truth to my heart, who remind me of God’s goodness and His graciousness in creating me and wanting a relationship with me.
And I hope, someday, as an author, to have the privilege of writing something that will turn readers toward the only One who matters in all of this anyway.
Your Turn: Do you find yourself affected emotionally when you read? What have you read lately that affected you?