Digging Deeper

Last night I finished reading Til We Have Faces, which is C.S. Lewis’ retelling of the Psyche and Cupid Greek myth. I didn’t enjoy it as much as I wished I had, but it is a hard task to be the book that follows Lewis’ That Hideous Strength.

Poor Psyche has a sister blinded by selfish love. This love ends up destroying Psyche’s mortal life. I found myself angry at her sister (as I often get too emotional while reading). “If only you had trusted Psyche, you wouldn’t have ruined her life!” The thought crossed my mind — “What is love without trust?”

Immediately, I answered my own question. “Safe,” I thought.

My answer surprised me, but then again it didn’t. I think it’s true — trust without love is much safer than being vulnerable. What disturbed me was the settled feeling which accompanied my answer. “Yes, I will be safe. I would rather be safe than love and be vulnerable.”

It is moments like this that I am glad I am still a work-in-progress. Moments like this remind me that God is still revising, still loving, still molding. In these moments, He reminds me — “My love is perfect. You have nothing to fear from me.” What wonderful moments I get to spend with my Savior.