Our last class on Tuesday night was one of the best school memories I am taking away from my senior year at CNU. Sitting by the fire, listening to Dr. Redick read aloud, and hearing the guitar playing softly in the background was such a perfect way to spend the evening and wrap up the semester together. I loved taking this course…it made me think about different concepts, reflect on my personal beliefs, learn from the perspectives of others in the class, and explore new ideas. I’m not sure if I’ve ever been sad before to have a class end, but I think I am going to miss this one! Everyone I talked to about this class was so incredibly jealous that I got to spend an entire semester just reading C.S. Lewis – and I do feel incredibly privileged to have had this experience as part of my education at CNU.
Lewis wrote of Tolkien’s work, “we know at once that it has done things to us. We are not quite the same…” (On Stories, p. 90). I would echo those words as a tribute to Lewis. His work has done things to me. It has changed the way I think, feel, and imagine, expanded my view of possibilities, reality, and eternity, and I am not quite the same as I was before.
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