The One About Deep Magic

Those that know me know that The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe is one of my favorite books of all time. Every year, during Christmastime, I make sure that I read it. It’s been a tradition of mine that I started when I got the book for Christmas one year, and this year was the seventh consecutive year that I’ve read it. To avoid having to type out the lengthy title, I’ll simply refer to the book as Narnia from now on.

Narnia is a children’s book, and is one of seven novels that collectively make up The Chronicles of Narnia. One of the most beautiful things about the book is that although it’s a children’s book, it seems as though every time I read it, I get something new from it, realize something I hadn’t realized before, or even see parallels between the novel and the Bible itself. I simply want to write about some of my favorite quotes from the novel, without getting into too much detail about the plot and characters and such.

Keeping with the theme of the Christmas season, all of these quotes are about Aslan the Lion, who is the rightful King of Narnia, and whose character is based on Christ.

  • “Aslan is a lion- the Lion, the great Lion.” “Ooh” said Susan. “I’d thought he was a man. Is he-quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”…”Safe?” said Mr Beaver …”Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.”                        
  • “He’ll be coming and going” he had said. “One day you’ll see him and another you won’t. He doesn’t like being tied down–and of course he has other countries to attend to. It’s quite all right. He’ll often drop in. Only you mustn’t press him. He’s wild, you know. Not like a tame lion.”
  • “Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
    At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
    When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
    And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.”

In one of my favorite scenes in the novel, one of the children (Edmund) is deceived by the Witch into tricking his siblings. The Witch meets Aslan face-to-face and cites the Deep Magic, which is the law of Narnia. She cites a passage in it saying that the blood of a traitor belongs to her, that Edmund’s blood must be spilt as penance for his treachery. Through the course of the novel, Aslan lays down his life in place of Edmund’s, and explains to Edmund’s sisters, Lucy and Susan, why Aslan did what he did:

 “But what does it all mean?” asked Susan when they were somewhat calmer.
“It means,” said Aslan, “that though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of Time.
 But if she could have looked a little further back, into the stillness and the darkness before Time dawned, she would have read there a different incantation. She would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor’s stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards.”

The imagery of the novel, the lovable characters, and the parallels of the novel and scripture make this one of my favorite scenes in the entire story. This reminds me of when Satan tried to tempt Jesus by quoting scripture, and how Jesus countered Satan’s temptations with scripture in return.

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe will always have a special place in my heart as one of my favorite reads. I grew up reading it, and I hope to continue reading it every Christmas to my own children one day.

This Christmas, I pray over each of you abundant blessings, rest, peace, and joy. For many of us, this is a season of joy and fun, but for those who grieve during this time due to reminders of lost loved ones or other reasons, I pray comfort to your hearts and peace to your minds. 

Merry Christmas, everyone. Let’s adore Him together this season.

Jonathan.

 

 

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The One Where I Hate Waiting

As I’ve gotten older I have been noticing different changes in my taste. Like, I like broccoli now! I NEVER thought I’d see that day, and I guarantee you that neither could my parents. Another thing I’ve seen change is my sleep habits. Growing up, I was never a morning person, but a night owl. Now I have trouble staying up past midnight and usually wake up at seven every morning. I really enjoy my mornings. They usually involve me slowly getting ready and making my way out the door, getting a hot cup of coffee or tea and a bagel, and either reading my bible, journaling, or watching sermons/worship sets on iBethelTV. Mornings have become my time alone, my time to get my thoughts together, and a time to just be quiet…and alone.

Alone time is a rare thing in college. No matter where I go, there’s people. Don’t get me wrong, I love my roommate and friends, but sometimes you just want to be alone, you know? With all the constant moving and going from place to place and people always being around me, I just want to be alone! The idea of me even wanting to be alone is kinda weird, too…usually people describe me as an extrovert. Yes, even extroverts want to me alone sometimes, too.

Wait a minute…

This post wasn’t supposed to be about extroverted personalities..

That’s right, it’s about how I HATE being late and about how I HATE waiting for things. Patience is not a virtue that I naturally possess. Sorry if I get distracted in my writing. I blame it on my right-brained way of thinking (that link will take you to a fun test to see what side of the brain you use more).

Anyway, back to being late and hating to wait. (Focus, Jonathan!) I hate being late. It drives me nuts. It makes me moody. And it ruins EVERYTHING. My usual rule of thumb is if I’m not at least 5-10 minutes early for something then I’m late, but if I’m there early then that means that I have to wait, but I hate waiting! THE STRUGGLE!  Well, the other morning, I woke up super late. Immediately after I woke up, I rushed to get ready and run out the door. I didn’t have time for a cup of coffee and a bagel and definitely no alone time to start off my day. I was pissed. Sorry if that word offends you, but I said I would be honest and genuine with you, right?

Later that day after I had kinda calmed down, I was thumbing my way through twitter and found an article about Advent. Advent is a Latin word meaning to wait, to long, or to prepare for a visit. Advent is the time of year usually starting in early December in which you are encouraged to sit, pray, and read scriptures and psalms about the foretelling of the coming Messiah, a time to prepare your heart for his visit. There’s something so traditional, so mysterious, so ancient about Advent that stirs my heart.

Advent is all about the mystery and beauty of Jesus’ birth. Right at a time when I was angry about being late, I was reminded about how in my busyness, I often forget to give Him time, too.

These next few weeks leading up to Christmas Day, I’ll be trying my absolute hardest to make sure I give Him at least a little bit of time each day. In the midst of video projects, final papers, and final exams, He is worth the waiting, the anticipation, the celebration, and the preparation.

Happy Advent.

The One Where I Explain Myself

Here I am again sitting at my laptop trying to force myself to write another blog post. But this one is different. I’ve promised myself that I’ll actually keep up with this one. I guess a good question would be why have I even decided to start blogging to begin with?

A few days ago, I was giving some advice to a friend, and he told me, “Jonathan, more people need to read your words.” I guess you can say that that was what I needed to get me going again. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and it seems that was just the motivation that I needed.

So, what will you find me writing about? I’ll definitely be writing about Jesus, and if you know me at all then that is definitely not a surprise to you. I’ll write about everyday life, I’ll write about the Jesus I see in music, films, and books, I’ll write words of pain, anger, happiness…you’ll read words and thoughts of mine that I’ll try to make as transparent and as real as possible.

I’m not perfect, and you’ll read that, but everyday I try my hardest to be more and more like Jesus, and I hope you’ll be able to read that, too.

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