The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

For the last several months I've been reading to Gracie before bed. The text is the Chronicles of Narnia. We started with "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe" mostly because I wated to read it to her before the movie was relased on video. After reading The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, we began from the begining of the series and have been reading straight through. On Sunday evening we finished the fifth book in the series, "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader".

The series is openly a metaphore for Christianity. As I understand it, C.S. Lewis wrote the novels as a way to teach children the Gospel through story. I have been so impresed by C.S. Lewis' gospel insight, and remarkable writing, that from time-to-time after reading to Grace I've re-read passages to Erin. For instance, here are the last few paragraphs from the final chapter of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader:

"Oh, Aslan," said Lucy. "Will you tell us how to get into your country from our world?"

"I shall be telling you all the time," said Aslan. "But I will not tell you how long or short the way will be; only that it lies across a great river. But do not fear that, for I am the great Bridge Builder."

When Lucy asks if Aslan is in her world (England), Aslan states that he is,

"But there I have another name, You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by know me here for a little, you may know me better there."

There are dozens of deep gospel metaphores, most deeper than what I've quoted above (I only quote this one because we read it just the other night). I've become a great admirer of C.S. Lewis. His writting is excellent, and his treatment of Christianity is some of the best non-scripture teaching I've ever read.

The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

For the last several months I've been reading to Gracie before bed. The text is the Chronicles of Narnia. We started with "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe" mostly because I wated to read it to her before the movie was relased on video. After reading The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, we began from the begining of the series and have been reading straight through. On Sunday evening we finished the fifth book in the series, "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader".

The series is openly a metaphore for Christianity. As I understand it, C.S. Lewis wrote the novels as a way to teach children the Gospel through story. I have been so impresed by C.S. Lewis' gospel insight, and remarkable writing, that from time-to-time after reading to Grace I've re-read passages to Erin. For instance, here are the last few paragraphs from the final chapter of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader:

"Oh, Aslan," said Lucy. "Will you tell us how to get into your country from our world?"

"I shall be telling you all the time," said Aslan. "But I will not tell you how long or short the way will be; only that it lies across a great river. But do not fear that, for I am the great Bridge Builder."

When Lucy asks if Aslan is in her world (England), Aslan states that he is,

"But there I have another name, You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by know me here for a little, you may know me better there."

There are dozens of deep gospel metaphores, most deeper than what I've quoted above (I only quote this one because we read it just the other night). I've become a great admirer of C.S. Lewis. His writting is excellent, and his treatment of Christianity is some of the best non-scripture teaching I've ever read.

July 14, 2006

It's the Calgary Stampede this week. I haven't had as much desire to go to the grounds this year, as I have in years past. Not sure why. Last couple of years Erin and I have gone down to "kids day", and seen one of the kids shows, and the superdogs. But this year nothing.

The clear highlight of the stampede was going to see Wide Mouth Mason (one of my favorite bands). They're not at all a country band, so they were definately out of place performing during Stampede -- perhaps thats why there were less than 50 people actively participating in the concert. Kevin and I watched the whole concert from less than ten feet away from the band, and several times the lead singer caught me singing his songs at the top of my lungs like a lame teenage groupie.

The best part was meeting the band after the show. There were so few people, that we just walked around the side of the stage, and greeted them. I really regret not bringing my camera. The concert was excellent, despite the poor turnout -- they played thier hearts out.

In my next life, I'm coming back as a rock star.