Pints with Jack, Season 4, Episode 93.

Bonus episode.

C.S. Lewis's best book or his worst.

Good morning, everyone. It's David here again.

I said last week that we were going to be airing two episodes of when

Andrew went on the Upstream podcast with Shane Morris. And today is that second episode.

And in this episode, well, to do what, I will just read the description on the upstream podcast

website.

It says for this episode, Andrew Lazow tries to convince Shane that Till We Have Faces is a misunderstood masterpiece that embodies the Oxford professor's fully mature thought on the nature

of love.

So listeners to this podcast will know that Andrew solidly and firmly believes that Till We Have Faces is Lewis's best book.

And in this episode on the Upstream podcast, he tries to convince Shane, who is something of a skeptic on this issue, that till we have faces, really is that good.

Let's see how he does. Welcome to Upstream. I'm Shane Morris. Well, if you've

listened to this podcast for some time, you know that I love C.S. Lewis. His work has been one of the

chief influences in my spiritual life and just my development as a person. He was one of the 20th

century's most remarkable writers, a reluctant convert to the Christian faith who became as bold as a lion in defending it. But people who look at Lewis only or even primarily as the author of Narnia, I think are making a big mistake. Much of his most serious and important work is elsewhere, and I've had

the chance to feast on much of that, especially his cosmic trilogy and his nonfiction. Lewis was a sage

of love and joy, a writer whose pursuit of a desire that nothing in this world could satisfy

ultimately led him to the lover of souls. And until a few years

ago, I could honestly say that I loved and took joy in every C.S. Lewis book I'd ever read.

But then I read one I didn't, one that puzzled and frankly kind of repelled me. And just my luck,

it was the book Lewis himself considered to be his very

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