Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
"But the lion told me I must undress first. . . .
I was just going to say that I couldn’t undress because I hadn’t any clothes on when I suddenly thought that dragons are snaky sort of things and snakes can cast their skins. Oh, of course, thought I, that’s what the lion means. So I started scratching myself and my scales began coming off all over the place. And then I scratched a little deeper and, instead of just scales coming off here and there, my whole skin started peeling off beautifully, like it does after an illness, or as if I was a banana. In a minute or two I just stepped out of it. I could see it lying there beside me, looking rather nasty. It was a most lovely feeling. So I started to go down into the well for my bathe.
But just as I was going to put my feet into the water I looked down and saw that they were all hard and rough and wrinkled and scaly just as they had been before. Oh, that’s all right, said I, it only means I had another smaller suit on underneath the first one, and I’ll have to get out of it too. So I scratched and tore again and this under skin peeled off beautifully and out I stepped and left it lying beside the other one and went down to the well for my bathe.
Well, exactly the same thing happened again. And I thought to myself, oh dear, how ever many skins have I got to take off? For I was longing to bathe my leg. So I scratched away for the third time and got off a third skin, just like the two others, and stepped out of it. But as soon as I looked at myself in the water I knew it had been no good.
Then the lion said — but I don’t know if it spoke — You will have to let me undress you. I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now. So I just lay flat down on my back to let him do it.
The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I’ve ever felt. The only thing that made me able to bear it was jut the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off. You know — if you’ve ever picked the scab of a sore place. It hurts like billy-oh but it is such fun to see it coming away...
Well, he peeled the beastly stuff right off – just as I thought I’d done it myself the other three times, only they hadn’t hurt – and there it was lying on the grass, only ever so much thicker, and darker, and more knobbly-looking than the others had been. And there was I smooth and soft as a peeled switch and smaller than I had been. Then he caught hold of me – I didn’t like that much for I was very tender underneath now that I’d no skin on — and threw me into the water. It smarted like anything but only for a moment. After that it became perfectly delicious and as soon as I started swimming and splashing I found that all the pain had gone from my arm. And then I saw why. I’d turned into a boy again. . . .” -C.S. Lewis The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Friday, February 24, 2012
I take the kids out to recess everyday and I notice the change in warmth that's starting to creap back into the earth. It reminds me of this last Fall. I watch the kids kick the soccer ball and run down the field, and beyond that I see the girls running around playing horses and house, and beyond that I see bikers and runners along the sidewalk next to the fence. It reminds me of just months previous and the good walks and talks, the bike rides, the runs, the friendships made just taking that road down to the end and back. So much has changed since then, just in the past few months. I can't wait for the adventures of Spring!
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
They stuffed my microwave full of ALL THE TOILET PAPER IN THE HOUSE! Which happened to be about 16 rolls... oh and they threw my ipod and student id card in there as well...
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
Here's what I want you to do: Buy your gold from me, gold that's been through the refiner's fire. Then you'll be rich. Buy your clothes from me, clothes designed in Heaven. You've gone around half-naked long enough. And buy medicine for your eyes from me so you can see, really see.
The people I love, I call to account—prod and correct and guide so that they'll live at their best. Up on your feet, then! About face! Run after God!"
Revelation 16: 15-19
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
And some days, the sunshine makes my smile brighter.
But either day, either way, Time still controls my world.
It never ends.
So think deeply Karalee, think hard.