We went to the zoo on Saturday for Mary Ann's birthday. Most of the time when we see the lions they are not very active. That day, the lion stared a hole through my head. I thought about Narnia. Usually when we read the books and the kids are afraid of Aslan I am thinking to myself, "What's the big deal?" The problem is I am picturing the stuffed-animal-cinema-version of Aslan.
"Is he safe?"
He isn't safe, but He is good.
