My Aslan

I spent this rainy day bundled up on my couch watching the movie adaption of my favorite book, Narnia: the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. And although the movie is pretty decent, as always, the book is so much better!! The largest complaint I have maintained since the movie came out in 2005 is that the Aslan in the movie is not “right”. CS Lewis did such an amazing job describing this majestic, powerful, meek, awe inspiring lion in the book, and the animators of the movie just could not live up to the image in my head.Aslan Watercolor

I remember the first time I sat in the theater, tingling with anticipation on the edge of my seat, waiting for a glimpse of the beast I had imagined in such depth. Then when he finally appeared before me, he was all “wrong”. His mane was too small, his roar was too quiet, he was the same size as all the other lions, he was no different than any other creature in the film. I thought to myself, “This is it? The Aslan we all worship and fear? Really??”.

Today, when that big reveal came on my TV, and my heart felt that disappointing pang, I wondered how often I do that to Jesus. How often do I anticipate a thundering roar, when He is speaking to me with a small whisper? How often do I expect the miraculous hammer, when He has a soft touch?

I can almost relate to the Jews two-thousand years ago. They spent their whole lives studying the Old Testament, reading about the all-powerful God of Abraham. The God of the Prophets. And when He finally came to Earth, He was just a little baby. He looked like everyone else. He grew into a man, just like everyone else. EXCEPT He was not anyone else. He was (and is) GOD. He was just as powerful when He looked like everyone else, as He was in the Old Testament. He is Just as powerful now, as He was then.

Just because He doesn’t come the way I think He will come, it doesn’t mean He won’t do the things I need Him to do. The small whisper is sweeter, and more uplifting than the thundering roar. The soft touch heals wounds that no hammer can reach. Aslan may not look like I imagined, but He is doing more than I ever dreamed. My God is an awesome God, a powerful God, an intimate God.

2 thoughts on “My Aslan

  1. “Just because He doesn’t come the way I think He will come, it doesn’t mean He won’t do the things I need Him to do. The small whisper is sweeter, and more uplifting than the thundering roar. The soft touch heals wounds that no hammer can reach. Aslan may not look like I imagined, but He is doing more than I ever dreamed. My God is an awesome God, a powerful God, an intimate God.”

    Wow. What a delightful and unexpected takeaway. Many other Narnia fans don’t fancy the Aslan of the silver screen, and for many of the same reasons. But I’ve never seen anyone take the perspective you did. Many Narnia fans just come away disappointed, but you take it one step further and make an excellent point about God: Indeed, the one who thunders and roars is the same one who whispers and heals. That awesome, powerful and intimate God is the God I want to follow.

    Thanks for sharing!

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