The Real Aslan

Today marks the launch of a momentous full feature film that I am excited to go see; The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe. I love these characters (Susan is my personal favorite). Even Kate is now enthralled by this classic piece of literature.

The symbolism of Narnia is obvious to most Christians. Aslan giving his life in such a sacrificial way, the White Witch and her henchmen laughing at his apparent demise, and his returning to life. Isn't it good to know that you know the REAL ASLAN?

At this time in my life I am realizing the importance of my witness. I have not always been bold when I should. Fear of embarrassment, losing friends, offending acquaintances...All have been factors in my cowardice. Then there have been times that I have been bold even when I believed the message was not necessarily being accepted. But last year something happened that I will never forget.

I witnessed to a woman at my job (Lamar University) as I drove her to pick up her car. She prayed with me and told me of her current situations. There were no tears, no angelic appearances and I drove away praying that it made a difference. The next week she thanked me for being bold enough for sharing my faith with her. It had really impacted her, she was sincere in her thanks. I remember feeling proud that I had been brave enough to share and then the Christmas Holidays began. I would not see her again until January...So I thought.

After returning back to school in January, I noticed I did not see her on campus (she was a student). Several weeks went by and I just assumed that she had taken the semester off. On a weird excursion through a building that I rarely go into and past a bulletin board that had not been kept up, I saw her picture on a piece of paper.

She had been murdered.

The reality of WHY we MUST wittiness to people when we are prompted by the Holy Spirit became bone chilling crystal clear. I made a commitment to Christ that day as I drove to meet Darren in tears that I would NEVER pass up the opportunity to share my Jesus with people. After all, witnessing is just one beggar telling another beggar where to find the bread.

My prayer: Lord, As I told you, I will not forget. ~Amen