We had some amazing stories last night. At the end I had a roving microphone for people to share stories about Narnia. One university student said she read the Chronicles for the first time last year after her dad died, and they ministered to her in every book. Another student said that his two parents were artists, and so, in addition to reading him the books, they painted Narnia--Aslan, Peter's sword, etc.--all over his walls. (For those who've been to Zoe conferences, do you have any guesses about who those two artists might be?) More stories came in afterward. One is from a friend whose family was reading through the Chronicles of Narnia last January. Just before the wreck, they had come to the part where Caspian is told to take Susan's horn and to blow it if he ever desperately needed Aslan's help. When they got word of the wreck--that Brody had died and that other broken bodies were flown out--they knew the only thing they could do was to blow the horn and ask for help. (By the way, I vaguely remember seeing him as I arrived at the emergency room at Cook's. How he got there before me, I don't know. Or maybe the timing is off a bit in my mind.) "It is said that whoever blows it shall have strange help - no one can say how strange. It may have the power to call Queen Lucy and King Edmund and Queen Susan and King Peter back from the past, and they will set all to rights. It may be that it will call up Aslan himself. Take it, King Caspian: but do not use it except at your greatest need." I like this passage from Alan Jacobs' The Narnian: The LIfe and Imagination of C. S. Lewis: "Lewis could make Narnia because the essential traits of Narnia were already in his mind long before he wrote the first words of the Chronicles. His reading and his other experiences had formed him that way. He was a Narnian long before he knew what name to give that country; it was his true homeland, the native ground to which he hoped, one day, to return."