It was brought by evil to be used as a weapon for evil. It was restored by good to become a beacon of good. A metal bar from a London lamp post entered into the land of Narnia on the same day that it was created. Its carrier refused to let go of power in her home land that had seen her standing alone at the end with her sister in opposition.
But when the bar was unleashed upon the good in Narnia, it failed. Not only did it fail, but it was transformed into more than its original use in London. A single flame lamp that burned indefinitely night and day. It became the first real landmark of the land of Narnia and many years later met 4 inquisitive children as they stepped from refurbished wood into the woods of Narnia.
Beloved are the Chronicles of Narnia to many individuals young and old. I became enthralled with the magic within when I was young and from there I have read the series at least every other year. While many find the introductory stories of Narnia (The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and Prince Caspian) to be their favorites; I always enjoyed rereading The Horse and his Boy. It’s a story of reinvention. Lewis’s characters live on the pages as a testament to what can be if we choose to reclaim what was lost. But Narnia was not meant for one person or one dream. It was meant to be series of lessons that can be learned to create awareness. By choosing the “Narnian Way” the adventurous are taking on the dignified task of becoming more faithful and self-reliant at the same time. A task many take a life time to learn.
In this blog series, I want to approach the characters in Narnia who reveal this “Way”. Any journey that is taken needs a Call, a Choice and a Reinvention. Upon successful completion of these steps, we are introduced to a Principled individual. A character who has taken on all the best parts of the word he lives in plus the inspiration from God.
So if you ever find yourself being pulled into another land (whether by a horn, a magical ring or the urge to walk through a wardrobe) and you find yourself in a forest lit only by a London lamp; it might be time to consider a reinvention.
"Love is Patient. Love is Kind."