I started reading mere Christianity by Lewis. It is a bit dry and very analytical but very worth the while. I hope that someday I may gain a similar intellect as my friend Phil Webster by reading these books. Granted I know that I have about the same chance as using my penis as a pogo stick and flying to the moon but I'll give it a whirl.
Something struck me the other day while I was reading Luke 12-21. I, and I can say we, don't live my life like Jesus did - at all. I can't remember the last time I invited a poor, smelly man to dinner at my house. When was the last time I ate with someone I never met and further more would never fit in our social structure? Too dangerous? Too unpleasant? Read it and tell me what you think.
Exposing Myself on a Regular Basis
“All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you. I never had a selfless thought since I was born. I am mercenary and self-seeking through and through: I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn. Peace, re-assurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek, I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin: I talk of love -a scholar's parrot may talk Greek- But, self-imprisoned, always end where I begin." - C S Lewis