Narnia Part 2

I cried - a lot. I was surprised by how much I cried. I expected some, but wow, I cried. I've never read the Narnia stories even though I do own the whole box set. Twice I have started The Magician's Nephew, and I have given up half way through the story. Maybe I should give it another try, maybe I'll try with something other than Magician's Nephew. I vaguely remember someone saying that the order of the box set isn't the way it should be. I think it was Matthew who said that, but I can't remember if he said it wasn't in the order of being written or in order of the best. Either way, I cried. I know enough about Lewis and Narnia not to be surprised by the story, but still I was really upset. At some point during the film, I thought, "I know how this will end and I'm still really upset."

I think my emotional response to the movie was related to my current spiritual state. For the last few months I have been feeling really distant from God, really distant from most people. I'm surprisely angry regarding this "whole not being married yet" thing. During my most dramatic moments, I feel like the whole world is against me, even though I know better. This week I have had some unusual feeling in my stomach. The only way I can try to describe it is "something's not right." And I think it's my spirit. It's been too long and I miss Him. And my insides just don't feel right. And that movie didn't help. When that witch approached Aslan demanding Edmund, it felt it in my belly and I started crying. Like I said, I know enough about Lewis and Narnia to know what was going to happen.

Thank you to my dear who held me and my hand tightly while I wept for Aslan and I think my spirit wept for my Lord.