'in the beginning was the word..he was with God in the beginning.'John 1:1

Life is filled with echoes we all move forward in time but as we do so tendrils reach out from the past ,we know they are real, we seek them but they elude our grasp. A face in a crowd the recognition of a shared past with one glance ,but they move on and the moment vanishes. How often we come across a sight, sound or smell which triggers a series of emotions and thoughts that have nothing to do with the immediate experience. The smell of the sea brings back to me memories of my childhood in Cornwall of mackerel fishing and sunny afternoons on long golden beaches. But also in life there exists something I can't quite place. A whisper of a life past from which I have moved on but that still remains a part of me. Dawkins can try and explain it all he wants in evolutionary terms but the spiritual leaves its own unmistakable scent. A walk in the autumn woods the smell of wet soil the deeper mystery of the bond that ties all created things.

Isn't this what CS Lewis is referring to when he talks about not being able to get Jesus out of your head ? His words and actions ignite exactly the same feelings for me as the smell of the sea. Something familiar something that has been with me forever but that has grown distant but it's there a feeling of home , security, sunny days a better place that we have allowed ourselves to move away from. When I was a little boy at school I kept a chestnut from the oak trees from the garden at home I would look at it and hold it in my hands and there would be a feeling of warmth of being back in the familiar and safe. The words of Christ echo in exactly the same way.