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woensdag 23 december 2009

Filmtip: The Chronicles of Naria: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

Donderdag 24 december 2009 van 15:15 tot 17:25 uur op BBC 1. Film van Andrew Adamson uit 2005 naar het verhaalvan C.S. Lewis.
Jeffrey Overstreet: Lewis described a story’s sequence of events as “a net whereby to catch something else.” While Aslan’s intimidating power and glory has escaped them, the filmmakers have “caught” the essence of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. And they’ve blessed the holiday season with a first-class family film that will stand tall after Lewis’s detractors have spent their feeble arrows. (Philip Pullman’s criticisms are shown up as more and more ridiculous as time goes on.)

With its story of a savior who suffered the consequences for others’ sins, and whose power proved greater even than death, this meaningful myth reflects rays of hope into a culture paralyzed by the chill of unbelief, where many really would prefer a winter without a Christmas. Those who respond to the movie’s roar by running to Lewis’s book will find Deeper Magic in its pages. Meeting them there, Lewis himself will lead them “further up, further in.”


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vrijdag 31 juli 2009

C.S. Lewis Song - Brooke Fraser


If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude that I was not made for here.
If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,
Then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared.

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
As I wait for hope to come for me.

Am I lost or just less found?
On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?
Is this a soul that stirs in me,
Is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?

'Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
And avoid the impending birth
Of who I was born to become.

For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath,
So we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live,
I was made to love,
I was made to know you.

Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming.
Via Anton de Wit