So, today is Lewis's birthday. He was born 122 years ago.
He didn't reach Oxford for some time, but then he spent most of the rest of his life there, particularly in a house called The Kilns, in Headington, a suburb of Oxford.
I am thankful for his life, his faith and his work.
Read a good biography to know more, such as George Sayer, "Jack".
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Good to be reminded, @coracle! I haven't read George Sayer's biography, and I have to admit I gave up on Roger Lancelyn Green and Walter Hooper's one (I know it's supposed to be "the definitive", but I just found it too dry), but I have read a couple of shorter ones which were very good. The most heartfelt and enjoyable tribute to Lewis that I've read is, unsurprisingly, Jack's Life by Douglas Gresham!
I had the privilege of touring The Kilns several years ago and would highly, highly recommend it to everyone here if you can visit Oxford some day (when we're able to travel again, of course).
I'm always very thankful for Lewis's life and work as well — if I had to sum him up in one line, I would simply call him "the man who first introduced me to God" (through the character of Aslan, that is). I can't give a much higher tribute than that!
"Now you are a lioness," said Aslan. "And now all Narnia will be renewed."
(Prince Caspian)
On this day in England, C. S.Lewis died at the age of 64, one week before his 65th birthday.
I thank God for the talents and skills this man had, and used for explaining and convincing many people of the truth of the gospel of Jesus Christ, alongside a University teaching career.
It's worth reading a good biography of Jack Lewis. I recommend George Sayers 'Jack'. A simpler one by Doug Gresham is also good- 'Jack's Life', (I think !).
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
@coracle CS Lewis was quite a man. He actually died on the same day as President Kennedy.
Narnia has been so special in my life. I had a lot of respect for both CS Lewis and his friend JRR Tolkien in creating their universes, Narnia and Lord of the Rings.
"And this is the marvel of marvels, that he called me beloved."
(Emeth, The Last Battle)
@Coracle: On this day in England, C. S.Lewis died at the age of 64, one week before his 65th birthday.
I remember where I was on that day, in 1963. I was in a produce store, one of those places not seen so much nowadays, where people could buy anything from newly hatched chickens, older live chooks, plus their chook fodder, to letter boxes and small electric bar heaters, which I often visited in an Earlwood (Sydney, Australia) shopping centre. That was when reports of President Kennedy's assassination came over the shop's radio. Then in the evening of that day we heard about C.S.Lewis' passing on the radio, as well. I felt so downcast. It was sad that JFK, a charismatic Western Leader, should have died. But the death of C.S.Lewis, my childhood favourite, made me feel so much worse. I was fifteen going on sixteen at the time.
There was always some reminder of JFK at this time of year, in the media, in newspaper history items or in documentaries. One year at my request, the Telegraph's normal historic commemoration of John Fitzgerald Kennedy, also commemorated C.S.Lewis and Aldous Huxley, a second author and a third prominent figure to die on 23rd of November.
@waggawerewolf27 i was seven, and barely knew what America was, when we heard about the killing of its president. I didn't hear of Lewis for another 6 years and Huxley about 8 years.
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."