The Chronicles of Narnia are a beloved set of books by the
great author C.S. Lewis, but perhaps more important than Lewis’s literary work,
is his work as a devoted and gifted follower of Jesus Christ. The first book
chronologically in his Narnia series is the Magician’s Nephew, a personal
favorite of mine.
It tells the origins story of the land and world of Narnia,
and its creation story closely mirrors the Bible’s own account of how God
created our world from nothing, ex nihilo
in the Latin, and spoke it into existence, creating everything for His good
pleasure.
However, that is not the parallel I will be taking from this
book for now, that may yet come later. For now I wish to take a single passage,
explain its context, and then back it up with Scripture. Let us begin my
friends!
In the Magician’s Nephew, the main character, Digory Kirke’s
mother is dying. And after many adventures he is given the chance by Aslan (the
creator of Narnia) to take some of the fruit of the Tree of Life to his ailing
mother, provided he not try to take it by treachery or force.
And it is this line that we will look at, from chapter 15,
page 215-216:
“Digory took the Apple
of Life out of his pocket. And just as the Witch Jadis had looked different when
you saw her in our world instead of in her own, so the fruit of that mountain
garden looked different too. There were of course all sorts of coloured things
in the bedroom; the coloured counterpane on the bed, the wallpaper, the
sunlight from the window, and Mother's pretty, pale blue dressing jacket. But the
moment Digory took the Apple out of his pocket, all those things seemed to have
scarcely any colour at all. Every one of them, even the sunlight, looked faded
and dingy. The brightness of the Apple threw strange lights on the ceiling.
Nothing else was worth looking at: you couldn't look at anything else. And the
smell of the Apple of Youth was as if there was a window in the room that
opened on Heaven. “
This my friends is a truth worth noting. For I do not
believe we would give this a passing glance normally. I will pose this
question: Do we who are Christians see Jesus Christ like that? Do we see our
God like that?
I will give you this Scripture and explain how it all ties
together: Hebrews 12:1-2
“Therefore, since we
are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every
weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race
that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our
faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the
shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.”
What I want you to see, dear friend, is that for Jesus to
fixate our gaze, we have to see Him as though there is nothing else worth
looking at. Everything should fade out and grow dim when exposed to the light
of our Savior. All color should fade but that which Jesus exudes, and all light
should dim but that which comes from Christ’s shining face.
Hebrews 1:3-- “He is
the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of his nature, and he
upholds the universe by the word of his power. After making purification for
sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high,”
Jesus is the most beautiful thing in the universe, and if we
are to follow Him faithfully, we must be willing and ready to allow everything
else to fade away in order to see Him as the primary source of beauty, and
color, and life to our souls, because the truth is, He is all of that and more.
Let Christ become to us as the Apple was to Digory: “Nothing else was worth looking at: you couldn't
look at anything else.”
Oh my friends, were that we would see Jesus Christ in this
way every day. Nothing else is worth looking at, nothing else is worth gazing
at but the beauty, and Majesty of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Pray for this my dear friends, as I pray it for my own
sinful heart, that God would cause my eyes to be opened to see Christ’s divine,
and indescribable beauty and glory.
Let us sing with the Hymnist:
“Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful heart to sing.
Fair is the sunshine, fairer still the moonlight,
And all the twinkling starry host;
Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer
Than all the angels heaven can boast.”
And pray with the Psalmist:
Psalms 27:4--“One
thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the
house of the LORD all the days of my life, To behold the beauty of the LORD And
to meditate in His temple.”
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