I’ve been thinking about the limitations of language recently.
Sometimes words can get in the way.
And sometimes they are just not enough.
As an English speaking person i have had the privilege of growing up / being enlightened profoundly by the works of CS Lewis.
In the UK, i even visited his grave and the famous Eagle and Child in Oxford.
I know God doesn’t haven’t favourites.. but still i think CS Lewis would be near the top of that list. (Although the man himself would be mad at me suggesting that. Oops!)
But his books have connected me incredibly to God.
His quotes have made their way into many a sermon for years.
Last year in Secunda, i wanted to do a series with my youth on Chronicles of Narnia.
Those teens were clueless!
They didn’t know who he was.
But i also; that being Afrikaans… that would never have been children reading for them.
(Most people discover Narnia when they are kids)
Then i wondered are their any prolific Afrikaans writers?
Maybe, i don’t know…
But then i thought in terms of the African languages we have in South Africa.
Is there profound wisdom hiding in languages we don’t know?