I stumbled this evening on the following short article by Philip Yancey subtitled, "How C.S. Lewis has shaped my faith and writing."
I first encountered C. S. Lewis through his space
trilogy. Though perhaps not his best work, it had an undermining effect
on me. He made the supernatural so believable that I could not help
wondering, What if it's really true? What if there is a God and an
afterlife and what if supernatural forces really are operating behind
the scenes on this planet and in my life?
I was attending college in the late 1960s, just a few years after Lewis's death. I ordered more of his books from second-hand bookshops in England because many had not yet made it across the Atlantic. I wrestled with them as with a debate opponent and reluctantly felt myself drawn, as Lewis himself had, kicking and screaming all the way into the kingdom of God. Since then Lewis has been a constant companion, a kind of shadow mentor who sits beside me, urging me to improve my writing style, my thinking, and my vision. (more . . .)