soaking up freedom

So if we’re even slightly acquainted, you may know of my deep love for some CS Lewis. Say the name and my heart skips a beat. Okay, that’s a little extreme… But I really like him. I actually haven’t read Miracles, but I found this and I love it.

This passage is about Jesus, as you probably would’ve found out:

He comes down; down from the heights of absolute being into time and space, down into humanity; down further still, … to the very roots and seabed of the Nature He has created. But He goes down to come up again and bring the whole ruined world up with Him.

[He is like a] diver, first reducing himself to nakedness, then glancing in mid-air, then gone with a splash, vanished, rushing down through green and warm water into black and cold water, down through increasing pressure into the death-like region of ooze and slime and old decay; then up again, back to colour and light, his lungs almost bursting, till suddenly he breaks surface again, holding in his hand the dripping, precious thing that he went down to recover.

C.S. Lewis, Miracles

Yeah. Well, there’s so much to dwell on with this, but my favorite point as of right now is His reasoning. That decision, that instant when He dove right in, that’s what I’m celebrating this Christmas. That He decided that the “dripping, precious thing” was worth it.