Of course, he’s probably referring to the afterlife and I think he’s right. But when I last saw this, I thought about how it applies to the here and now, not the hereafter.
I have always believed that not knowing what’s ahead is one of the best things about life. That surprise factor has always been the most interesting thing about my life. And often there have been far better things ahead. So one of my mottos has always been to keep moving forward and let the wind carry me to wonderful new places, places that have delighted me, even if some of the journey might have been rough. I few to love the surprise factor.
Now, though, there’s a different reason why I wouldn’t want to know what things are ahead. The future looks frightening, like a dystopic novel.
What’s going on now makes C.S. Lewis look like a Pollyanna.
Still, in the deep recesses of my heart, I have to try to hold on to his thought. Because if I didn’t….