We live in a universe where:
A giant black hole sucks the equivalent of a star every day.
Humans argue morality and the meaning of existence.
The news showcases great injustices.
Men courageously die in battle.
Lovers romance each other.
Parents conceive new life.
Mothers carry little people in their wombs.
Mountains tower over us with majestic beauty.
Christians sing to the Creator who spoke everything into existence.
We already live in Narnia.
“There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations – these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit – immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.” – C.S. Lewis
Angels peer into our world and are enthralled by it.
My friend Luke shares:
“Nusery tales only echo an almost prenatal leap of interest and amazement. These tales say that apples were golden only to refresh the forgotten moment when we discovered that they were green. They make rivers run with wine only to make us remember, for one wild moment, that they run with water!” (Quote from the essay “The Ethics of Elfland,” which is chapter 4 in “Orthodoxy.”)