All along, I have been writing about HLHS being a journey through a less-travelled land. But we are really all travellers through the universe and pilgrims here on earth. We only mistake this for our home, and because of this we often become too comfortable here.
One of the wisest men of the 20th century, C. S. Lewis, wrote in the Problem of Pain, “our Father refreshes us on the journey with some pleasant inns, but will not encourage us to mistake them for home.”
Maybe I came to feel too easy in this world--until HLHS came into our lives. HLHS reminds me every single day to take a more eternal view of things, and to not get too comfortable on this earth, lest I think that it is my home. HLHS reminds me not to judge things, their importance, actions, or people from a worldly standpoint, but to try to see them as God might see them.
One of my favorite parts of Lewis' Mere Christianity is this passage (which I quoted on my myspace blog before I left for Mongolia):
"If I find myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world...probably earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing. If that is so, I must take care, on the one hand, never to despise, or be unthankful for, these earthly blessings, and on the other, never to mistake them for the somthing else of which they are only a kind of copy or echo, or mirage. I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find til after death; I must never let it get snowed under or turned aside; I must make it the main object of life to press on to that other country and to help others to do the same."
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