post-easter hangover

for whatever reason, started reading george macdonald (1824-1905) in ccel.org. maybe lewis is to blame, been listening to his books lately. among other things, that is. a lot of things. this talk about the consuming fire struck me as very.. well.. logical in a totally crazy way (lol). this (see below) is how it feels – when one realises that god is madly in love with his creation. and yes, it burns like a fire – with all the light and hurt of it. and yet – i personally would neither refuse the future experience of it, nor want to change any of my past exp; if anything, i do long for more of those undivided, undiluted, simple moments of communication by presence of this (for the want of a better word) fire of total love.

the quote:

For love loves unto purity. Love has ever in view the absolute loveliness of that which it beholds. Where loveliness is incomplete, and love cannot love its fill of loving, it spends itself to make more lovely, that it may love more; it strives for perfection, even that itself may be perfected—not in itself, but in the object. As it was love that first created humanity, so even human love, in proportion to its divinity, will go on creating the beautiful for its own outpouring.

There is nothing eternal but that which loves and can be loved, and love is ever climbing towards the consummation when such shall be the universe, imperishable, divine.

Therefore all that is not beautiful in the beloved, all that comes between and is not of love’s kind, must be destroyed.

And our God is a consuming fire.

to enter a relationship with god, is to be consumed and consume – totally differently from the way the consumer society consumes itself.

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