This Year, Vacation in Narnia

by Marc Hays

It finally happened.  I could hardly believe it myself, but I was there when it happened. No, I didn’t win the lottery. (You actually have to buy a ticket to do that.)  And besides, this event was way more exciting than a few million Federal Reserve Notes.  This was a moment I had been anticipating for years.  Okay, okay, I’ll tell you. After reading three chapters of Prince Caspian to my children, they asked me to read another one, and then another.  I know, I know, it’s hard to believe, but I tell you the truth, I am not lying.

Maybe you experience this beautiful moment nightly.  I hope that you do, but usually, at the end of reading to my children, I hear encouraging comments like, “So, are we done now?”, “Can I go play?”, or, worst of all, “Can we watch a movie now?”.  But not that day. That day they wanted more, so I gave it to them.  I read to them until my voice succumbed to the dryness.  I was pleased.  The kids were pleased, and I’m fairly certain Mr. Lewis slept peacefully that night.  It was a good day.

We, Americans, often take vacations, where we spend hundreds, yea even thousands, of dollars ‘making memories’, and I enjoy a road trip as much as the next guy. But all of that going and doing and seeing costs money and can result in so many headaches that you can’t even remember all those memories you made.  So I have a suggestion.  This year, take a vacation in Narnia.  In fact, you can leave tonight when you get home from work and be back by a late supper.  Here are just some of the things that we’ve seen and done on our Narnian excursions:

We clambered through the attic with Polly and Digory, hoping for adventure and finding Uncle Andrew, green rings, yellow rings, and the Wood between the Worlds.  We witnessed Aslan creating a world with a song. We were at the stone table when Aslan, knowing the deeper magic of which the queen knew not, laid down his life for the traitor.  We were there when he took it back up again and the table broke in two, when he shook his mane and we had spring again.  We’ve danced with trees and fauns and all manner of Narnian creatures to celebrate the return of Aslan.  We danced, and we feasted, and we danced. We’ve tasted the salty spray aboard the gilded ship with the purple sail as we journeyed eastward from the Lone Islands.  We were there when the noblest of all mice entered into his reward.  Astride a talking horse and his stolen boy, we’ve been chased down the beach by lions.  We met a girl there.  Her horse talked too.

We have yet to be blown into Narnia with Eustace and Jill or to fight the last battle with Tirian, but as we do, we will “begin Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.”

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