I read this some time ago and thought it was great. I meant to bring it to your attention, and then Steph and I had a baby and I forgot. Sounds reasonable enough right? So, below is an excerpt from Iain’s excellent article. I hope you’ll click through and read the whole thing.
Saint Anthony apparently lost his keys at one point in time. He prayed and the Lord revealed to him where they were. Saint Joseph had trouble selling their house in Nazareth until he stood on his head in his front yard and it sold automatically. Today, if you lose your keys or can’t sell your house, there is a saint whom you can invoke to solve your dilemma. Never mind that the powers these saints have incurred have little or nothing to do with their actual history! In much the same fashion, one of my favorite saints (I’m using the term now in a Protestant sense) is often invoked quite inappropriately. It’s ironic that one of the sharpest Christian minds of the 20th Century is so often evoked to justify fuzzy theological, biblical or moral thinking. I’m speaking of C.S. Lewis.
When Lewis was 16 years old, he came under the tutelage of W.T. Kirkpatrick, or ‘The Great Knock’ as he was affectionately known. Lewis tells of his first acquaintance with The Great Knock. After a long train ride, Lewis commented that the countryside was not as rugged as he had expected it. The Great Knock immediately began to question him on what he considered ‘rugged’ and what rational grounding he had for expecting the countryside to be more rugged here than elsewhere. For three years, Lewis’ mind was shaped under this unflagging rationalist. It is no surprise that the man’s mind was razor-sharp when it came to logical thinking. Even still, I have heard Lewis quoted to justify lax thinking in terms of redemption, hell, the authority of the Scriptures, and any number of indispensable Christian doctrines! I think Lewis himself would be aghast at how frequently his fans invoke his name to dismiss intense theological reasoning.