He's not a tame lion...

It's late...

But sweetness was the fruit borne today. And I want to share it.

In class today, we talk about the development of the role of a prophets... (completely fascinating!)
But what caught my specific attention was the way that Israel treated their God.
YHWH was either A) confined in the temple (making him tame and an extention of ourselves and human imagination and therefore limited in power) or B) was sought through other facets, i.e. untame things like others gods who were thought to have powers or something demonic.

Now, sitting in class and hearing these two extremes, what do I think oh? Narnia.
He's not a tame lion.

Aslan, a big terrible powerful BEAST amoung beasts, the only constant, embodying the definition of LOVE and FAITHFULNESS... who is the main character of the entire Narnia series. Narnia was never about Lucy; Narnia was always about Aslan.

On of my most memorable recollections from The Horse and His Boy (my personal favorite) is when Shasta and Bree are travelling along the ridge of the mountain and this lion is stalking them in the darkness. Can you imagine being on a horse being stalked by a lion?! How terrifying!

We later learn, it was Aslan. Aslan had put himself between the horse and the edge of the cliff so that in the black darkness, Shasta and Bree would not loose their footing. How beautiful.

darkness.

The God who moved in the darkness not only threatens [enemies], but He threatens us all.
God's character may seem to us as dark, dangerous, and powerful but it is consistently good.
This makes beautiful sense when you consider the Exodus story. YHWH passed over all of Egypt, killing all the first born males...
And get this! Multiple times in this chapter (12) it says words like "commemorate; celebrate; eat; sacred assembly; lasting ordinance.
The is much to be celebrated. 

Do these ideas tie perfectly together? Of course not. It's 3 am on a school night and I just watched Legally Blonde while doing laundry.
But this makes sense to me. God is good. God is to be celebrated, not contained nor tamed. His dialecticness just amazes me.