Wednesday, May 10, 2006

The Ride of My Life-1

After having spent an hour or so in the mall I decided to shut the book and drive to work.

I have mentioned before that C.S. Lewis, one of the foremost defenders of Christianity in the 20th century--certainly in the overall Pantheon of apologists to come from that very first Easter Sunday--once described his coversion to faith in the following way: "In 1929 C.S. Lewis found himself challenged with God’s existence. This important milestone in his conversion journey was reached rather suddenly. As he tells the story, on one occasion during this time he happened to take a bus ride. When he got on the bus he was an atheist. When he came to his stop, he got off the bus believing in God’s existence. Not that Lewis was seeking God. He said he didn’t really want to find him. The revelation about God’s existence was something of a fright to him. He wrote in Surprised by Joy: "Amiable agnostics will talk cheerfully about ‘man’s search for God.’ To me, as I then was, they might as well have talked about the mouse’s search for the cat." "

In much the same way, God came to me on my ride from a mall on my way to work during an Alaska Spring in April 1992.

I have racked my brain for the precise thought process or "tipping point" on that drive, but must candidly admit that I am at a loss to explain it. I just remember that when I got in my car that morning I was still on the fence, and by the time I got to the parking lot of my office, a fifteen minute drive later, I was not.