My kids and I have closed out many a recent night with “The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe” by C.S. Lewis. They love it. I love it. It’s a win-win.
The other night it felt like the words reached up from the pages and grabbed me.
Mr. Beaver had just told the children that Aslan the King was on his way to Narnia. (For those who haven’t read it, Aslan represents Jesus.) When the children realized that Aslan was a lion the youngest asked in fear, “Is he…safe?”
Mr. Beaver looked at them slightly perplexed and responded, “Safe? Safe?! No, he’s not safe. But he’s good. And he’s King.”
I could barely keep reading because a lump clogged my throat.
A king’s wrath is like the growling of a lion,
but his favor is like dew on the grass.
Our God isn’t “safe”. He isn’t some beast for us to tame. He doesn’t fit neatly into our theology box and stay politely put. He’s God Almighty, whose ways are not our ways and thoughts are not our thoughts. He isn’t “safe” but He’s good.
His plans are good. His desires are good. His love is good. He’s always good. This world with all of its brokenness tempts us to doubt. It shouts for us to define Him based on the things we see in our every day.
But when life gets crazy, and our emotions flare, we need to start with Him. The Good One. And then evaluate our circumstance through the lens of His character. Because He isn’t safe. But He’s always good. And He’s forever King.
…but let him who boasts boast in this, that he understands and knows me, that I am the Lord who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth. For in these things I delight, declares the Lord.
Fill me, Lord…
How do we change when we begin with Him rather than beginning with our circumstance?