A dogmatic belief in objective value is necessary to the very idea of a rule which is not tyranny or an obedience which is not slavery.
C. S. LewisRead
Christ died for men precisely because men are not worth dying for; to make them worth it.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that Christ's sacrifice elevates humanity's intrinsic value, despite its flaws.
C. S. Lewis emphasizes the profound nature of sacrifice by stating that Christ's death serves to uplift and grant worth to humanity, which may seem unworthy on its own. This reflects a deep philosophical view on the relationship between divine love, sacrifice, and the inherent value of human life, suggesting that true worth comes from love and selflessness rather than inherent qualities.
In practice
During a sermon emphasizing selflessness in relationships.
A dogmatic belief in objective value is necessary to the very idea of a rule which is not tyranny or an obedience which is not slavery.
I enjoyed my breakfast this morning, and I think that was a good thing and do not think it was condemned by God. But I do not think myself a good man for enjoying it.
Aim at heaven and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you get neither.
Forgiving and being forgiven are two names for the same thing. The important thing is that a discord has been resolved.
I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. It doesn't change God - it changes me.
The instrument through which you see God is your whole self. And if a man's self is not kept clean and bright, his glimpse of God will be blurred
There is only one way to put an end to evil, and that is to do good for evil.
Solitude lies at the lowest depth of the human condition. Man is the only being who feels himself to be alone and the only one who is searching for the Other.
If you can see the terrorists as a relative who's dangerously sick and we have to give them medicine and the medicine is love and compassion. There's nothing better.
A society is in decay, final or transitional, when common sense really becomes uncommon.
It is long ere we discover how rich we are. Our history, we are sure, is quite tame: we have nothing to write, nothing to infer. But our wiser years still run back to the despised recollections of childhood, and always we are fishing up some wonderful article out of that pond; until, by and by, we begin to suspect that the biography of the one foolish person we know is, in reality, nothing less than the miniature paraphrase of the hundred volumes of the Universal History.
In the midst of death life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists.
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