Lord of the Rings stories
I’ve been telling the boys stories out of the Lord of the Rings. In particular, A. is really interested and just wants more, more, more stories. I have shown them a couple clips from the film - ones that are not too scary.
On the way in to preschool this morning A. asked if he could invite his classmates over to watch the movie too. I told him no, their parents may not want them watching that movie. “Well how are they going to learn the stories, then?” he asks. “Well, you can tell them the stories, A.”
"Wait, Daddy, stop!" (this just before the door of the preschool. "I don’t know the stories - how can I tell them?" he asks.
I responded, “I’m going to tell you them again and again and again until you can remember.”
The fourth strand or element is a historical event. There was a man born among these Jews who claimed to be, or to be the son of, or to be ‘one with’, the Something which is at once the awful haunter of nature and the giver of the moral law. The claim is so shocking—a paradox, and even a horror, which we may easily be lulled into taking too lightly— that only two views of this man are possible. Either he was a raving lunatic of an unusually abominable type, or else He was, and is, precisely what He said. There is no middle way. If the records make the first hypothesis unacceptable, you must submit to the second. And if you do that, all else that is claimed by Christians becomes credible— that this Man, having been killed, was yet alive, and that His death, in some manner incomprehensible to human thought, has effected a real change in our relations to the ‘awful’ and ‘righteous’ Lord, and a change in our favour.