Always winter, never Christmas.
This was part of the curse that was
upon the land of Narnia in The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe.
As a kid, reading
this book, the only thing that crossed my mind was, “Oh, how sad,
there's no presents,” and that was the end of my thinking.
The symbolism of it
never really struck me until recently when I was thinking about the
winter solstice.
Because what is
Christmas, really?
December 25 is the
day that has been celebrated for centuries as the return of the sun.
It's when people first started noticing the days getting longer
again. It marks the end of the darkness and all the fearful
wondering, “Will we have enough to eat? Will my family be safe?
Will we survive this? Will the light ever come back? Is everything going to be okay?"
Christmas means
that all your waiting has paid off and the seasons are finally
changing. Christmas means hope.
The Christians
adopted this winter holiday, the celebration of the sun's birthday,
to celebrate something even greater – the birthday of the son of
God.
The Christ, the
promised savior, who people had been waiting for for thousands of
years. When he arrived, the whole world changed.
In The Lion, The
Witch, and The Wardrobe, the arrival of Father Christmas meant
that the White Witch's power was weakening and that Great Lion Aslan had
returned to Narnia.
The waiting is
over.
The King has come
to set things right.
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