Always Winter But Never Christmas

Mr Tumnus, an Oxford alumnus?

The title is a famous line from “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe”. Mr Beaver is explaining to the Pevensie children about how Narnia is under the spell of the wicked ice witch, who can turn creatures to stone. All the good creatures are awaiting  the arrival of Aslan, who will banish evil from his kingdom.

CS Lewis was making the point that life for the unredeemed soul is wintry. Life is hard, pleasures are painfully short lived, and anxiety, boredom  and despair stalk our adult lives. All of this is changed once we encounter Christ. Suddenly difficulties become charitable opportunities, pleasure is no longer the driving force of our choices, but a welcome gift, and hope and joy fill our hearts.

One of my earliest memories is of watching a televised dramatisation of “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe”. I must have been four or five, and was sat down with my five siblings one winter’s evening in front of an open coal fire. The story had a powerful effect on me, and  I’ve watched many other productions of the story throughout my life.

I read the Narnia stories to my children when they were small, and remember my daughter being moved to tears (and me too) by the slaying of Aslan.

I love the Narnia stories and still re-read them to this day. Do yourself a favour and read them this Christmas.

About Brother Burrito

A sinner who hopes in God's Mercy, and who cannot stop smiling since realizing that Christ IS the Way , the Truth and the Life. Alleluia!
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7 Responses to Always Winter But Never Christmas

  1. johnhenrycn says:

    You really should think about the diaconate, Bro. Perhaps when you retire?

    Speaking of winter, almost everyone loves In the Bleak Midwinter, and this is a great version by Chrissie Hynde:

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  2. Jacquelyn Taylor Baumberg says:

    Thank you, Brother B., for reminding us of this lovely book, and, of course, of all the others in the series. I too used to read them to my children years ago, and then to grandchildren, and also, since I was a teacher in an elementary school, to many children in the classroom. I have many affectionate memories of the discussions that used to come up about all the different characters – who is nice? who is not? who is good? who is bad? why? how will this turn out? why? Lots of “why’s”. Your post prompted me to go to my collection of Narnia books and look through them again, exclaiming over details I had forgotten – I’m now planning to get them out over Christmas when my family come over, and have them do the same. I’m happy to say there’s another little grandson, aged three, who will shortly be ready to listen to it all, so no doubt I shall soon be starting all over again…..

    A Happy and Blessed Christmas to you, and to all at C.P & S. and many thanks for so many interesting and enlightening posts – not to mention all the people who write in.

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  3. Brother Burrito says:

    Thank you John Henry and Jacquelyn, and a holy Christmas to you both!

    How could I have forgotten that hymn? It’s a bit of a tearjerker for a sentimental old donkey like me, so I had better remember the tissues for our carol service tonight.

    Here are the words:

    1. In the bleak mid-winter
    Frosty wind made moan,
    Earth stood hard as iron,
    Water like a stone;
    Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
    Snow on snow,
    In the bleak mid-winter
    Long ago.

    2. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
    Nor earth sustain;
    Heaven and earth shall flee away
    When He comes to reign:
    In the bleak mid-winter
    A stable-place sufficed
    The Lord God Almighty,
    Jesus Christ.

    3. Enough for Him, whom cherubim
    Worship night and day,
    A breastful of milk
    And a mangerful of hay;
    Enough for Him, whom angels
    Fall down before,
    The ox and ass and camel
    Which adore.

    4. Angels and archangels
    May have gathered there,
    Cherubim and seraphim
    Thronged the air,
    But only His mother1
    In her maiden bliss,
    Worshipped the Beloved
    With a kiss.

    5. What can I give Him,
    Poor as I am?
    If I were a shepherd
    I would bring a lamb,
    If I were a wise man
    I would do my part,
    Yet what I can I give Him,
    Give my heart.

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  4. Brother Burrito says:

    I never realised the tune is by Gustav Holst.

    Here is an article about the hymn.

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  5. johnhenrycn says:

    It’s 23:05 GMT where I am. We (me and my agnostic relatives) are off to Midnight Mass. Love you all, and God bless you.

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  6. toad says:

    Little Christmas regalo from Toad. Three minutes seventeen seconds of excellence.

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  7. Brother Burrito says:

    Nice.

    Happy Christmas Toad.

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