What Really Matters

C. S. Lewis

It is hard to have patience with people who say “There is no death” or “Death doesn’t matter.” There is death. And whatever is matters. And whatever happens has consequences, and it and they are irrevocable and irreversible. You might as well say that birth doesn’t matter.

——C. S. Lewis

Sometimes it is very difficult to determine what really matters in a given situation. We are so tempted to say that something doesn’t matter when it is important of us. Such statements are made out of self-preservation, and/or fear of being hurt. Perhaps the greatest fear that anyone has is that of death. That makes death, and more precisely what happens after death, the ultimate fright. Lewis is addressing man’s want to deny that which frightens him the most. He concludes that the refusal to do so is the height of ignorance. Christianity and the grace of Jesus allows us to embrace our fears and lean on the everlasting love of our God.


Filed under C. S. Lewis, Death, Devotional Quotes

2 responses to “What Really Matters

  1. What do you remember from 1820? Were you in torment? Were you happy? No, you don’t remember anything because you did not exist. Or, more accurately, your consciousness did not exist.

    I fear 2120 as much as you or I fear 1820. Our consciousness will not exist. We are the exceedingly few that have hit the lottery for… simply existing. I have no fear of death for after my death, the matter which is me will live on to help nourish life until the end of our solar system. And, in the explosion of our sun, quite fittingly, this matter will be turned into stardust or energy and will roam the universe before settling on countless numbers of planets, stars, asteroids, and black holes in countless galaxies.

    No, death does not scare me for over the course of time I have spent many, many more years not existing than existing. Having a life is enough for me.

    • Your points are well made, but I choose to move forward with some faith. I see from your blog that you are not yet 20 years of age. I only wish that I could talk to you in forty years, and see if you still feel the same. My 60 birthday is on the way so I won’t be able to have that conversation with you. I thank you for your thoughts.

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