You know how it is when little kids start singing...
They don't know the words or the tune. But what they lack in melody and verse they make up for... in volume. *Sigh* They usually start out okay. "The sun'll mmm-hmmm" and then: "TOMORROW!"
This is what you would hear right now if you were me: "TOMORROW!!! TOMORROW!!! I HMM-HMM TOMORROW!!! YOUR ONLY MMM-HMMM AWAAAAAAAY!!!"
And their voice breaks at the end because they started the song to high and their vocal cords just died.
To be an innocent child again. One that doesn't notice when people are laughing at you and writing about you in their blog.
Moving on...
I just finished reading the magicians nephiew. This is my third time to do so and I was dully impressed by Jack's masterpeice. One of my favorite parts is the conversation between Digory and his unce Andrew.
Digory is a young boy. Most of all the boys you know, know the rule that you must protect girls. I love how much Digory is descusted by his uncle who breaks the rule. It shows how much character he has.
This is chapter two of the book.
As Uncle Andrew said this, he sighed and looked so grave and noble
and mysterious for a second Digory really thought he was saying
something rather fine. But then he remembered the ugly look he had
seen on his Uncle's face the moment before Polly had vanished: and all
at once he saw through Uncle Andrew's grand words.
"Think of what another world means-you might meet anything-anything"
"And I suppose you've sent Polly into it then" said Digory. His cheeks
were flaming with anger now. "And all I can say" He added, "Even if you
are my uncle-is that you've behaved like a coward, sending a girl to a
place your afraid to go yourself"
"Then she cant get back," Shouted Digory. "And its exactly the same as if
you murdered her."
"She can get back," Said Uncle Andrew, "If someone else will go after her"
And now of course Digory saw the trap in which he was caught: aned he
stared at Uncle Andrew, saying nothing, with his mouth wide open. His
cheecks had gone very pale.
"Oh shut up!" said Digory. "If you had any honor and all that, you'd be
going yourself. But I know you wont. All right. I see I've got to go.
But you are a beast. I suppose you planned the whole thing, so that
she'd go without knowing it and then I'd gave to go after her"
"Of course" Said Uncle Andrew with his hatefull smile.
"By gum" said Digory, "Dont I just wish I was big enough to punch your
head!" Then he buttoned up his coat, took a deep breath, and picked
up the ring. And he thought then, as he always thought afterward too,
that he could not decently have done anything else.
My second favorite part is when Digory is talking to Aslan about his mother.
"But please, please-won't you-can't you give me something that will cure Mother?"
Up till then he had been looking at the Lion's great feet and the huge claws on them:
now, in his despair he looked up at its face. What he saw surprised him as much
as anything in his whole life. For the tawny face was bent down hear his own and
(wonder of wonders) great shining tears stood in the Lion's eyes.
"My son, my son," said Aslan. "I know. Grief is great. Only you and I in this land
know that yet. Let us be good to one another."
This is a perfect representation of God. He not only takes care of us. But he loves us and he shares the different experiences of life with us. He doesnt just watch us from a distance.
I am taking a Worldview class, and a couple of weeks ago we were talking about the three R's of God. Ruler, Righteous, and Relational. God would be a perfect God if he was just Ruler and Righteous. But he is also Relational. And he created us, not because he needs us in any way, but because he is relational and he enjoys having relationships with us.
Happy.
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