I have always been a fan of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis. The movie that is, because even though I love reading almost as much as breathing, I had never read the book, or any of the Chronicles of Narnia for that matter. I have since realized the error of my ways.
And So It Begins
About 5 years ago I walked into an antique shop and stumbled upon a wardrobe. It was a little less ornate but still very close to what I picture Lucy walking through. All I could think was how life would be complete if I could step though that door and find myself in Lewis’ Narnia. So of course I bought the wardrobe. Well, truthfully I persuaded my parents to buy it for me for my birthday. Then of course, I bought the book – one huge volume containing ALL of the Chronicles of Narnia. And so my adventure began.
I delved into the amazing stories told by Lewis and loved every page. As with a lot of good adventures, life began knocking. I put the book down and just as though I had stepped back through that wardrobe, I found myself returning to the real word.
Time passed and I picked up the book again. And it was as though I had never left. This time I journeyed on a little farther. This cycle continued until recently. I picked up the book one last time with a relentless determination to finish these stories. Completion is a great goal, sometimes though the true joy is not in reaching the end but the adventure found along the way.
I expected the series to be well written and epic, after all, it was written by C.S. Lewis. What I wasn’t prepared for, was the ending.
SPOILER ALERT: If you haven’t read the Chronicles of Narnia, stop reading this blog immediately and go get the book(s). I promise you won’t regret it!
As I sat curled up in bed, surrounded by warm blankets, I read about finally reaching Aslan’s Country.
“All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover of the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has ever read: which goes on for ever and ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.” (The Last Battle – By C.S. Lewis)
I can’t explain all that transpired in those moments. I would wager too, that those of you who have read through to the end have experienced similar feelings. My head began to spin as my heartbeat increased and unexplainable tears welled up in my eyes. And just like that, I found myself longing, tangibly aching for my home. Not the home I now own or even the home I had grown up in, but my heavenly home.
In the days since, I found that no matter how much I longed to go home, my time here is not finished. It certainly hasn’t kept me from dreaming though. The story told in the Last Battle was to me a reminder of the beauty and wonder that await us when we finally reach our home and what an unbelievable day that will be.
1 Corinthians 2:9 – But, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him”
Revelation 21:4 – “He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”