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love me some narnia

so, here i am, sitting in my frigid living room, watching narnia (yes, again).
and it's at one of my favorite parts.

when the darker characters are trying to convince caspian to invoke the power of the white witch.
he thinks it will get him what he wants.
it looks very promising. and beautiful.
and then, almost when it is too late, he realizes what he's doing and can't get out of it.

by himself.

and in come peter, edmund, lucy, and trumpkin to his aide.
together, they fight against these darker forces.
together, they are able to overcome the powerful and alluring draw of the white witch.

alone, there's no way.
but together, they do it.

and then, when the white witch's ice wall falls, you see it.
Aslan.
He's there all the time.
He's been there.
waiting.
watching.

for them to come to Him.
to trust Him.
to follow Him.
to lean on Him.

He's always there. behind everything.

and He gives them help in the form of Himself, but also in the form of friends and family who come along beside each other when they need it the most.

and it makes me think of one of my favorite quotes from the books (which is actually in the 3rd book, the horse and his boy, not prince caspian):
"i was the lion...i was the lion who forced you to join with aravis. i was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. i was the lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. i was the lion who gave the horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you would reach king lune in time. and i was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you."



yep. i love me some narnia.

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