BitterSweetLife

With Appearances by Mark Driscoll and Tim Keller

Mark DeVine has a humorous, pointed post up about the postmodern milieu and the continued relevance of great thinkers...like none other than C.S. Lewis. (No doubt DeVine is aware that today is the great man's birthday.)

I was asking myself whether or not to link DeVine's post (I link most of 'em, because he doesn't blog frequently enough, so there's a scarcity factor) and when I read this paragraph it tipped the balance. I sprinted over to Blogger to push Running Home To Mummy: C.S. Lewis, Mark Driscoll, Tim Keller, Emerging Conversation, Postmodernism and Felt-Relevance. Talk about a loaded title. Read this bit on C.S. Lewis, then go read the whole thing.

And then there goes little Jack Lewis all growed up and running home to mummy. The solid traditional Anglican Christianity of his mummy that is. I do declare, the more that boy studied the further his brain and body and heart listed to the right and the less impressed he became with “things new, shiny, and relevant.” Who is this Lewis? Why, its the writer, lover, and interpreter of stories; stories happily laden with nuance and mystery yet without the slightest pinch of that squeamishness regarding the story’s capacity to carry both embedded and in-your-face truth claims even of a propositional sort and meant to be taken as universal and permanent truth claims at that.