Last Christmas we gave the boys a copy of C.S. Lewis’ The Chronicles of Narnia…with the goal of finishing the whole thing, all 7 books, by the end of 2017.
And last week…we did it!
And it was INCREDIBLE!
I’ve read some of the stories before. The boys were familiar with The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. But never have we read all of them. And maybe never have I cried like I did (embarrassingly) when we reached the end.
“The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning. And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.”
The boys and I feel a sense of accomplishment. We did something in 2017 together. It took time and dedication.
And we keep talking about how we’re not a part of our own story. We’re a part of Aslan’s story.
I agree with Joe Rigney’s words in his book Live Like a Narnian. “Reading Narnia and writing this book have only stoked my desire to raise both of my sons to be the kind of men who cheerfully embrace whatever adventures Aslan sends them.”
There is no better place for us to place our kids than in the strong hands of Aslan.
Thank you, Lewis, for this beautiful reminder.
“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.” (Psalm 91:4)