Muse by David Teitsma

My attempt to understand and be understood.

C. S. Lewis wrote this poem quoted in Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller:

All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you.
I never had a selfless thought since I was born.
I am mercenary and self-seeking through and through;
I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn.

Peace, reassurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek,
I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin;
I talk of love–a scholar’s parrot may talk Greek–
But, self-imprisoned, always end where I begin.

After reading this it is really convicting how I think about myself in everything when it comes down to it. Even when considering if this applies to me, my first thought is that certainly everyone else is selfish.