I love the writings of C.S. Lewis and C.H. Spurgeon. They have labored in the mines of my devotion towards Christ. They were preachers, similar thinkers, and both loyal to the Queen, but with different kinds of pulpits.
The difference is that Lewis makes me want make someone a cappuccino, have a good cry together and hug them goodbye, while Spurgeon makes me want to punch them in the face, and then hug them.
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