A Grief Observed: Remembering Carol
This sincere column makes hard reading, not because it shakes my beliefs but because it is difficult to see someone suffering and know that nothing that can be said can help.
My own extensive communications with what I call The Guys Upstairs give me a very different idea of the afterlife — and this life! — than Whitehead expresses here, and leaves me without the doubts tormenting him. One hopes that time will bring its peace to him and to all who suffer loss and find it unaccountable.
A Grief Observed: Remembering Carol
By John W. Whitehead
July 13, 2009
“I will turn to her as often as possible in gladness. I will even salute her with a laugh. The less I mourn her the nearer I seem to her. Admirable programme. Unfortunately it can’t be carried out.”–C.S. Lewis
When his wife Joy died in 1960, C.S. Lewis’ life crumbled. “If my house has collapsed at one blow,” the famous author and Christian apologist writes in the early pages of A Grief Observed (1961), “that is because it was a house of cards. The faith which ‘took these things into account’ was not faith but imagination.”
From there, Lewis, in his remarkable book, questions the nature of the “good” God in which he once believed, coming to the conclusion that what we humans see as good is meaningless in the eyes of God. “If His ideas of good are so very different from ours,” Lewis writes, “what He calls Heaven might well be what we should call Hell, and vice versa.” Furthermore: