The Meaning of Life

Continuing with thoughts from Perelandra… here is something I’ve been meaning to share for a few weeks. The way I have been spending my time has not lent itself much to reading and with school coming I must make time to read, but probably not this great book.

As you may know, Ransom spent the first book of the “space trilogy” on a planet called Malacandra- which we know as Mars. It is his and our introduction to  life on other planets. While he is there, he becomes close with a particular “tribe” of beings. He learns their language and their ways which serve to be part of the reason he is commissioned to take another trip in the second book….

Anyway, so this line stood out to me. For the first part of the second book, Ransom is finding his way alone on Perelandra. He is learning how to walk and eat  and be on this floating world for quite a while before he encounters another intelligent being. His thoughts of this time remind me of coming back to Colorado (you know, after the depression started to drain out).

“It was strange that the utter loneliness through all these hours had not troubled him so much as one night of it on Malacandra. He thought the difference lay in this, that mere chance, or what he took for chance, had turned him adrift on Mars, but here he knew that he was part of a plan. He was no longer unattached, no longer an outsider.”

Purpose is a powerful thing. It can make all the difference in the world when things become difficult. The way that you live and think is utterly effected by your answer to the question “Why am I (are we) here?”. Why do I work at this job? Why do I live in this place?

The biggest and most damaging lie is that we don’t matter, that our actions effect no one (for good or bad) and that we have no purpose.

This is simply not true. We were created first to be in a relationship with God- to know Him. To me that seems like a big enough job all by itself, but after that we are created to be in relationship with each other. To love and be loved.

Every day we have the opportunity to walk in purpose… to walk in love. And this, by God’s real and overflowing grace through Jesus.

We are no longer unattached, no longer outsiders.

2 thoughts on “The Meaning of Life”

  1. Thank you for the important reminder that we all matter, all of our actions matter and we all have purpose.

    You wrote: “…to love and be loved…everyday we have the opportunity to walk in purpose, to walk in love” – those few words describe a way of being that can be very challenging at times.

    C.S. Lewis, Paulo Coelho and the book of John address a special kind of love.

    C.S. Lewis’ regarded Agape as the highest form of love known to humanity – a selfless love, a love that was passionately committed to the well-being of the other.

    Paulo Coelho defined Agape as the highest and purest form of love that surpasses all other types of affection.

    He who does not love does not know God, for God is love
    1 John 4:8 (NKJV)

    When asked about self hatred (perhaps the antithesis of Agape?) the Dalai Lama said, “Self hatred. What is that? Apparently there is not a Tibetan word that translates to English with the meaning of “guilt” or “self hatred”. Is giving Agape more challenging in Western cultures in general? Why would the Dalai Lama who promotes loving-kindness toward all beings be unfamiliar with the pervasive feeling of self hatred in US culture (in general)?

    (The quotes and paraphrases above are from various books, interviews and wikipedia entries I’ve read).

    What does Agape look like in ones everyday interactions with oneself and others? I have some ideas, but am interested in more ways of expressing Agape in the “hard” situations and relations.

    Thank you for your blog. Your willingness to be vulnerable and honest in the cyber-verse often challenges me and leads me to think more deeply about faith, relationships and the adventure of life. You give by sharing in your blog.

    1. I’m very proud of you in the way that you show love in your daily life.

      Honestly, I think it’s our “calling” 🙂 It’s complicated, messy and hard. But also beautiful and truly important.

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