Reading McCloskey and what she does with Lewis on love one of the things that strikes me is how much Lewis is invested in the idea that we have to ascend to love. It is almost as if we have to earn love by work and suffering. The objection to lust almost always seems to be that lust is too easy and that more refined people capable of fine discrimination should prefer "love" for the same reasons they would prefer wine to Coca Cola.
But is that the way grace works?
The assumption is that caritas is always a bigger or a higher thing than any of the other kinds of love. But why wouldn't it be a smaller or a lower thing? Why wouldn't it be the thing that allows us to reach higher instead of the thing we reach higher for?
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
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