A Day Worth Noting (yes, I mean Easter)

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March 31, 2013 by christopherbaron

I know, I know…fertility, Ishtar, bunnies, eggs,  Constantine’s appropriation, and all of the rest, but there is a definite pause worthy of taking today.  Believe for a moment that this particular myth is true, that the redemption of all people is at hand, and that this redemption, even now, is waking into your life.   I need this kind of hope.  I want this kind of hope.  I suppose that you might also…

It reminds me so much of one of my favorite Narnian characters, in one of my favorite Narnia stories, The Silver Chair…Puddleglum.

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the Marsh Wiggle, faces wicked Queen of Underland who has captured them.  Lighting an enchanted fire, she tries to convince the children that there is no world above, and that even Narnia is nothing but a myth.    

As they look around them, the most real thing they see is Underland, the darkness, the enchanted fire, and they are tempted to believe in the most rational way, that what she says seems right and just as the children begin to warm themselves to this lie, Puddleglum bravely stamps out the fire with his own foot.  Then gives the following speech:

“One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping, because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shouldn’t wonder. I’m a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won’t deny any of what you said. But there’s one more thing to be said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things-trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that’s a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We’re just babies making up a game, if you’re right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world which licks your real world hollow. That’s why I’m going to stand by the play world. I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Aslan to lead it. I’m going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn’t any Narnia.”

Me, too.

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