Knock and it shall be opened.' But does knocking mean hammering and kicking the door like a maniac?

The Son of God became a man to enable men to become sons of God." ~ Mere Christianity, By C. S. Lewis

God has not been trying an experiment on my faith or love in order to find out their quality. He knew it already. It was I who didn't. In this trial He makes us occupy the dock, the witness box, and the bench all at once. He always knew that my temple was a house of cards. His only way of making me realize the fact was to knock it down.

Five senses; an incurably abstract intellect; a haphazardly selective memory; a set of preconceptions and assumptions so numerous that I can never examine more than a minority of them - never become even conscious of them all.

The holier a man becomes, the more he mourns over the unholiness which remains in him.

Some people talk as if meeting the gaze of absolute goodness would be fun. They need to think again.

In my experience, it is Affection that creates this taste, teaching us first to notice, then to endure, then to smile at, then to enjoy, and finally to appreciate the people who 'happen to be there.' Made for us? Thank God, no. They are themselves, odder than you could have believed and worth far more than we guessed.