Been reading this book lately:
Its been really awesome to go down memory lane and let God speak to me through the simple and profound theology behind CS Lewis words in the story of Narnia in its entirety.
This morning’s reading made me smile. Here is a excerpt:
“Oh, children,” said the Lion, “I feel my strength coming back to me. Oh, children, catch me if you can!” He stood for a second, his eyes very bright, his limbs quivering, lashing himself with his tail. Then he made a leap high over their heads and landed on the other side of the Table. Laughing, though she didn’t know why, Lucy scrambled over it to reach him. Aslan leaped again. A mad chase began. Round and round the hilltop he lead them, now hopelessly out of their reach, now letting them almost catch his tail, now diving between them, now tossing them in the air with his huge and beautiful velveted paws and catching them again, and now stopping unexpectedly so that all three of them rolled over together in a happy laughing heap of fur and arms and legs. It was such a romp as no one has ever seen in Narnia; and whether it was more like playing with a thunderstorm or playing with a kitten Lucy could never make up her mind.”
Can we play with God? its a nice thought that we could. God is fun too! (I do wish scripture had references of Jesus or God laughing)
An interesting question is posed in the book below this piece: “Why might be playing be the first thing Aslan does after coming back to life?” (Good question?)
When Jesus rose from the dead, what did He do? Do something fun? Did He not have breakfast with the disciples? A fish braai (barbecue).
Or when God goes for a “stroll” (it could have been) in the Garden of Eden and He asks his beloved: “Where are you?”
I think as much as God is holy, could we not be held in His arms, and play with Him?
I’d like to think so!