I’m a big C. S. Lewis fan.  His apologetics are inspired, and Narnia is the home I long to find someday.  Recently, I have rediscovered his poetry, and I want to share a bit of it with you this week.  No, it isn’t Scripture—but it will definitely make you think about the One who loves you.

Legion

Lord, hear my voice, my present voice I mean,

Not that which may be speaking an hour hence

(For I am Legion) in an opposite sense,

And not by show of hands decide between

The multiple factions which my state has seen

Or will see.  Condescend to the pretense

That what speaks now is I; in its defense

Dissolve my parliament and intervene.

Thou wilt not, though we asked it, quite recall

Free will once given.  Yet to this moment’s choice

Give unfair weight.  Hold me to this.  Oh strain

A point—use legal fictions; for if all

My quarrelling selves must bear an equal voice,

Farewell, thou hast created me in vain.

Beloved, did you ever wish that God weren’t quite such a gentleman?  That he would back off just a bit on the free will and force us to be the person we want to be and only sometimes are?

Yeah…me too.  It seems we are in good company.