From The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe:
Is - is he a man?” asked Lucy.
“Aslan a man!” said Mr Beaver sternly. “Certainly not. I tell you he is the king of the wood and son of the great Emperor-Beyond-the-Sea. Don't you know who is the King of Beasts? Aslan is a lion - the lion, the great Lion.”
“Ooh!” said Susan, “I'd thought he was a man. Is he - quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion.”
“That you will, dearie, and no mistake,” said Mrs Beaver. “If there is anyone who can appear before Aslan without their knees knocking, they're either braver than most or else just plain silly.”
“Then he isn't safe?” said Lucy.
“Safe?” said Mr Beaver, “don't you know what Mrs Beaver tells you? Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the King I tell you.”
Kenneth Graham provides a classic example of this tremendous mystery in his book, The Wind in the Willows at the point when Mole and Rat have an encounter with the divine Piper at the Gates of Dawn:
Suddenly, the Mole felt a great awe fall upon him, an awe that turned his muscles to water and bowed his head and rooted his feet to the ground. It was no panic terror. Indeed he felt wonderfully at peace and happy. But it was an awe that smote him and held him. He raised his humble head and then in the utter clearness of the eminent Dawn, he looked into the very eyes of his Friend and Helper. And as he looked, he lived. And still as he lived, he wondered. “Rat . . . Rat,” he found breath to whisper, shaking, “Are you afraid?”
“Afraid?” murmured the Rat, his eyes shining with unutterable love. “Afraid? Of Him? Oh, never, never. And yet, and yet . . . oh Mole, I am afraid.”
And then the two animals, crouching to the earth, bowed their heads and did worship.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
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