Prince Caspian takes place one year after The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe ends. In that time, back in a country participating in a world war, expected to behave like a child and to study algebra and sit at desks and ride in trains and motorcars, dealing with a father who might never come back and a mother who is hardly there – how did the four children who had been kings and queens of Narnia for decades cope? What questions did they ask?
Why did that happen to them? What purpose did it serve in their lives? How could they use what they learned and what they went through in their own world? Could they use it?
Why had they been returned to earth? Didn’t Narnia need them? What would happen to their friends? They didn’t say good-bye. Would they see them again?
Was it real? Had anyone else been to Narnia? That lion statue looks like Aslan. The horse reminds them of their talking horses. Icicles terrify them. Fist fights are necessary, but way too boring. Who wants to wear school uniforms when you used to dress in the most ornate brocades and silks with embroidery? Why should you talk to any of these boring and impertinent human children? Can you really be friends with someone to whom you can’t say anything about years of your life?
Will they ever go back? Can they get back? How will it happen? When? Will they return as they were when they left? Do they want to go back? Is it worth going back to lose it all again when they return to earth?
To God be all glory.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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