Narnia
Just before the Lord of the Rings came out, my wife set down the law. ALL EDUCATED PEOPLE HAVE READ TOLKIEN'S MASTERPIECE. So I had to pick it up and start reading. Notice, I said start. I never finished. Later, my wife reluctantly let me watch the movies--I hadn't read them, why should I watch them. Well, I'll have you know, just as I never finished a Lord of the Rings book, I never finished the movies either. I keep falling a sleep. Our tradition was to meet with some friends to watch each of the LOR--for intermission we would drink the world's largest milkshakes. I sure loved those shakes and... well, I'm glad my friends have big fluffy pillows on a long comfy couch.
Narnia comes out today on video. I've been told to read Lewis's children's books. I can't. I'm trying, but fiction just doesn't grab me. I'd rather sit down with Paul Tripp, C.J. Mahaney, Jerry Bridges, or A.W. Tozer. Last night, my dear wife informed me that I cannot watch Narnia until I've read the book. O.K. I won't.
I guess I have to give my wife my two diplomas now. I'm no longer edjewkated. Be that as it may, I have a beautiful wife, great kids, an awesome job, and some of the best milkshakes in the world.
