Today my neighbor returned the first Narnia book which she had borrowed, “The Magician’s Nephew” by C. S. Lewis. Now they’re reading “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.” And I’m delighted. I pray that they will be not only fascinated by the thrill of this wonderful story but also captivated by the truth of what it represents.
Aslan, the beloved and awesome Lion! On Sunday our pastor recalled the oft-quoted exchange between the children and the Narnian beavers:
Susan: “Is he—quite safe?”
Mrs. Beaver: “Safe?…Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.”
This is the God I belong to—not the tame and tolerant god so many people fantasize about—but the “I AM” who demonstrated His character to his people in the Old Testament. To those who are His, He’s as gentle as a lioness with her cubs. But to those who reject Him, like a lion with its prey!
I’m glad my God is powerful to accomplish His purposes and defend His honor and those who belong to Him.
I am safe.
I am loved.
I am content.