Thursday, June 24, 2010

Rock Climbing and God's Love

I went rock climbing this past Monday, and I got my first real rock climbing battle wound! I was lead climbing and ended up falling. My leg hooked over the rope and slid down it and I got this pretty nasty rope burn on the back of my knee. We have been putting gauze and some salve on it, about twice a day (morning and night). This of course brings up an age old question… is it better to rip the band aid off fast, or a little at a time (or in this case, the gauze that sticks to my leg every time.)? I believe it is a matter of preference really, meaning do you prefer the pain all at once (which can be a little shocking and leave a sting), or do you prefer a little at a time so you can adjust to it and not have it all at once? I think it is the same when getting into a swimming pool. A little at a time, or all at once (though at a pool, you shouldn’t take too long getting in anyways, as someone might cannonball and drench you and then you wont have a choice!).
My preference is a little at a time, which of course makes me think of Satan. Weird, I know, but it does. It’s the way he works. He doesn’t corrupt you all at once, he does it a little at a time, so as to not have the “big shocking effect” and wake you up to a sense of your own guilt and cause you to repent. Like in C.S Lewis’s “The Screwtape Letters” (allow me to quote a section or two):

MY DEAR WORMWOOD,
Obviously you are making excellent progress. My only fear is lest in attempting to hurry the patient you awaken him to a sense of his real position. For you and I, who see that position as it really is, must never forget how totally different it ought to appear to him. We know that we have introduced a change of direction in his course which is already carrying him out of his orbit around he Enemy [God]; but he must be made to imagine that all the choices which have effected this change of course are trivial and revocable. He must not be allowed to suspect that he is now, however slowly, heading right away from the sun on a line which will carry him into the cold and dark of utmost space.
For this reason I am almost glad to hear that he is still a churchgoer and a communicant [a partaker of the Sacrament]. I know there are dangers in this; but anything is better than that he should realise the break it has made with the first months of his Christian life. As long as he retains externally the habits of a Christian he can still be made to think of himself as one who has adopted a few new friends and amusements but whose spiritual state is much the same as it was six weeks ago. And while he thinks that, we do not have to contend with the explicit repentance of a definite, fully recognised, sin, but only with his vague, though uneasy, feeling that he hasn't been doing very well lately.
This dim uneasiness needs careful handling. If it gets too strong it may wake him up and spoil the whole game. On the other hand, if you suppress it entirely—which, by the by, the Enemy will probably not allow you to do—we lose an element in the situation which can be turned to good account. If such a feeling is allowed to live, but not allowed to become irresistible and flower into real repentance, it has one invaluable tendency. It increases the patient's reluctance to think about the Enemy. All humans at nearly all times have some such reluctance; but when thinking of Him involves facing and intensifying a whole vague cloud of half-conscious guilt, this reluctance is increased tenfold. They hate every idea that suggests Him, just as men in financial embarrassment hate the very sight of a pass-book. In this state your patient will not omit, but he will increasingly dislike, his religious duties. He will think about them as little as he feels he decently can beforehand, and forget them as soon as possible when they are over. A few weeks ago you had to tempt him to unreality and inattention in his prayers: but now you will find him opening his arms to you and almost begging you to distract his purpose and benumb his heart. He will want his prayers to be unreal, for he will dread nothing so much as effective contact with the Enemy. His aim will be to let sleeping worms lie.
As this condition becomes more fully established, you will be gradually freed from the tiresome business of providing Pleasures as temptations. As the uneasiness and his reluctance to face it cut him off more and more from all real happiness, and as habit renders the pleasures of vanity and excitement and flippancy at once less pleasant and harder to forgo (for that is what habit fortunately does to a pleasure) you will find that anything or nothing is sufficient to attract his wandering attention. You no longer need a good book, which he really likes, to keep him from his prayers or his work or his sleep; a column of advertisements in yesterday's paper will do. You can make him waste his time not only in conversation he enjoys with people whom he likes, but in conversations with those he cares nothing about on subjects that bore him. You can make him do nothing at all for long periods. You can keep him up late at night, not roistering, but staring at a dead fire in a cold room. All the healthy and outgoing activities which we want him to avoid can be inhibited and nothing given in return, so that at last he may say, as one of my own patients said on his arrival down here, "I now see that I spent most of my life in doing neither what I ought nor what I liked". The Christians describe the Enemy as one "without whom Nothing is strong". And Nothing is very strong: strong enough to steal away a man's best years not in sweet sins but in a dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why, in the gratification of curiosities so feeble that the man is only half aware of them, in drumming of fingers and kicking of heels, in whistling tunes that he does not like, or in the long, dim labyrinth of reveries that have not even lust or ambition to give them a relish, but which, once chance association has started them, the creature is too weak and fuddled to shake off.
You will say that these are very small sins; and doubtless, like all young tempters, you are anxious to be able to report spectacular wickedness. But do remember, the only thing that matters is the extent to which you separate the man from the Enemy. It does not matter how small the sins are provided that their cumulative effect is to edge the man away from the Light and out into the Nothing. Murder is no better than cards if cards can do the trick. Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one—the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.
Your affectionate uncle,
SCREWTAPE

Are we on this path? Do you feel that “uneasiness”? If so, WAKE UP PEOPLE!!! Don’t continue down that path. Wake up and repent now before it is too late!!! Don’t continue to wait, saying you can repent later, or that it’s only a little sin and it doesn’t count or it doesn’t matter. ALL LIES! It does matter and it does count! Don’t wait until you do something worse. Stop now and go back to Christ! Don’t dread praying! Don’t dread reaching out to your Father in Heaven who will ALWAYS love you no matter what! I’m not going to say He doesn’t care when you mess up, because He does, but He will continue to love you anyways no matter what! And He has offered a way back to Him, a way to repent and come back on the right path. And the sooner you do it, the easier it is. Don’t wait until you have to repent of something huge, repent now and recommit to keeping the commandments and remember to pray always. God will help you though the rough times, when you don’t think you can make it. And if you have already made a big mistake and “gone over the edge”, start changing now! It’s not too late. God still loves you and wants you. He always has wanted you, and always will. :) Never EVER doubt that. It’s the one thing you can always count on. :)