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so, today i made some really stinkin' awesome oreo rice krispies. i got the recipe from annie's eats, one of the many food blogs i read. not only do they look scrumptious, they taste it, too. very chocolatey and very rich. but oh so good.

right now i'm watching prince caspian.
there's a part in the middle of the movie where they are trying to decide whether or not to invade miraz's castle. one of the soldier's says that he will die fighting, if necessary. lucy speaks up and there's an exchange between her and peter that goes something like this:
lucy: that's what i'm worried about.
peter: what?
lucy: you're all acting as though there are only 2 options -- dying here, or dying there.
peter: i'm not sure you've really been listening, lu.
lucy: no, you're not listening. or have you forgotten who really defeated the white witch, peter?
peter replies by saying they've waited for aslan long enough and they go to miraz's castle, losing the battle and many of their side as well. soon after this, caspian is being tempted to take the side of the white witch and peter and edmund rush into help. as peter is facing the witch, edmund sticks his sword through her ice wall and gets rid of her. as the wall falls, peter is left standing there, staring at a huge carving of aslan.

something about this moment in the movie really got to me today. no matter what. no matter how strongly we feel tempted. through everything. He is there, even if i can't see Him right away (or at all). no matter how strong the enemy seems. even when i forget at times. i know Who defeated the enemy and Who is always there. i know Who has it all in His hands and Who is always victorious. i know Who loves me and fights for me and will never leave me. Who cares, protects, guides, and offers peace and hope. my Who? my Father and Savior.
i know Who.

also during this part of the movie, the squirrel and reepicheep the mouse are talking and the squirrel says, "we could collect nuts" , trying to offer suggestions on not being starved out of aslan's how by the telmarines. reepicheep looks at him and says, "yes! and we could throw them at the telmarines. shut up."
i laugh everytime. it's just a funny line :)

mmm. i do love me some narnia.

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Lauren said…
those rice krispy treats were darn good.
April 30, 2009 at 3:22 PM
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