God has blessed us on Earth
Just some truths from my reading the Chronicle's of Narnia, The Magician's Nephew, which is allegorical to creation... (Book 1 of the series) I think you can figure out the richness of the allegories on your own...
" But though Digory could no longer hear the Lion, he could see it. It was so big and so bright that he could not take his eyes off it. The other animals did not appear to be afraid of it. " (p 124)
" 'Creatures, I give you yourselves,' said the strong, happy voice of Aslan. 'I give to you forever this land of Narnia. I give you the woods, the fruits, the rivers. I give you the stars and I give you myself. The Dumb Beasts whom I have not chosen are yours also. Treat them gently and cherish them but do not go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts. For out of them you were taken and into them you can return. Do not so.' " (p 128)
" 'My children,' said Aslan, fixing his eyes on both of them, 'you are to be the first King and Queen of Narnia.'
The Cabby opened his mouth in astonishment, and his wife turned very red.
'You shall rule and name all these creatures, and do justice among them, and protect them from their enemies when enemies arise. And enemies will arise, for there is an evil Witch in this world.'
The Cabby swallowed hard two or three times and cleared his throat.
'Begging your pardon, sir,' he said, 'and thanking you very much I'm sure (which y Missus does the same) but I ain't no sort of chap for a job like that. I never 'ad much eddycation, you see.'
'Well,' said Aslan, 'can you use a spade and a plow and raise food out of the earth?'
'Yes, sir, I could do a bit of that sort of work: being brought up to it, like.'
'Can you rule these creatures kindly and fairly, remmbering that they are not slaves like the dumb beasts of the world you were born in, but Talking Beasts and free subjects?'
'I see that, sir,' replied the Cabby. 'I'd try to do the square thing by them all.'
'And would you bring up your children and grandchildren to do the same?'
'It'd be up to me to try, sir. I'd do my best: wouldn't we, Nellie?'
'And you wouldn't have favorietes either among your own children or among the other creatures or let any hold another under or use it hardly?'
'I never could abide such goings on, sir, and that's the truth. I'd give 'em what for if I caught 'em at it,' said the Cabby...
'And if enemies came against the land (for enemies will arise) and there was war, would you be the first in the charge and the last in the retreat?'
'Well, sir,' said the Cabby very slowly, 'a chap don't exactly know till he's been tried. I dare say I might turn out eer such a soft 'un. Never did no fighting except with my fists. I'd try--that is, I 'ope I'd try--to do my bit.'
'Then,' said Aslan, 'you will have done all that a King should do.' " (p 151-152)
" He knew which was the right tree at once, partly because it stood in the very center and partly because the great silver apples with which it was loaded shone so and cast a light of their own down on the shadowy places where the sunlight did not reach. He walked straight across to it, picked an apple, and put it in the breast pocket of his Norfolk jacket. But he couldn't help looking at it and smelling it before he put it away.
It would have been better if he had not. A terrible thirst and hunger came over him and a longing to taste that fruit. He put it hastily into his pocket; but there were plenty of others. Could it be wrong to taste one? After all, he thought, the notice on the gate might not have been exactly an order; it might have been only a piece of advice-- and who cares about advice? Or even if it were an order, would he be disobeying it by eating an apple? He had already obeyed the part about taking one 'for others.'
While he was thinking of all this he happened to look up though the branches toward the top of the tree. There, on a branch above his head, a wonderful bird was roosting. I say 'roosting' because it seemed almost asleep; perhaps not quite. the tiniest slit of one eye was open. it was larger than an eagle, its breast saffron, its head crested with scarlet, and its tail purple.
'And it just shows,' said Digory afterward when he was telling the story to the others, 'that you can't be too careful in these magical places. You never know what may be watching you.' " (p 172-173)
" But though Digory could no longer hear the Lion, he could see it. It was so big and so bright that he could not take his eyes off it. The other animals did not appear to be afraid of it. " (p 124)
" 'Creatures, I give you yourselves,' said the strong, happy voice of Aslan. 'I give to you forever this land of Narnia. I give you the woods, the fruits, the rivers. I give you the stars and I give you myself. The Dumb Beasts whom I have not chosen are yours also. Treat them gently and cherish them but do not go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts. For out of them you were taken and into them you can return. Do not so.' " (p 128)
" 'My children,' said Aslan, fixing his eyes on both of them, 'you are to be the first King and Queen of Narnia.'
The Cabby opened his mouth in astonishment, and his wife turned very red.
'You shall rule and name all these creatures, and do justice among them, and protect them from their enemies when enemies arise. And enemies will arise, for there is an evil Witch in this world.'
The Cabby swallowed hard two or three times and cleared his throat.
'Begging your pardon, sir,' he said, 'and thanking you very much I'm sure (which y Missus does the same) but I ain't no sort of chap for a job like that. I never 'ad much eddycation, you see.'
'Well,' said Aslan, 'can you use a spade and a plow and raise food out of the earth?'
'Yes, sir, I could do a bit of that sort of work: being brought up to it, like.'
'Can you rule these creatures kindly and fairly, remmbering that they are not slaves like the dumb beasts of the world you were born in, but Talking Beasts and free subjects?'
'I see that, sir,' replied the Cabby. 'I'd try to do the square thing by them all.'
'And would you bring up your children and grandchildren to do the same?'
'It'd be up to me to try, sir. I'd do my best: wouldn't we, Nellie?'
'And you wouldn't have favorietes either among your own children or among the other creatures or let any hold another under or use it hardly?'
'I never could abide such goings on, sir, and that's the truth. I'd give 'em what for if I caught 'em at it,' said the Cabby...
'And if enemies came against the land (for enemies will arise) and there was war, would you be the first in the charge and the last in the retreat?'
'Well, sir,' said the Cabby very slowly, 'a chap don't exactly know till he's been tried. I dare say I might turn out eer such a soft 'un. Never did no fighting except with my fists. I'd try--that is, I 'ope I'd try--to do my bit.'
'Then,' said Aslan, 'you will have done all that a King should do.' " (p 151-152)
" He knew which was the right tree at once, partly because it stood in the very center and partly because the great silver apples with which it was loaded shone so and cast a light of their own down on the shadowy places where the sunlight did not reach. He walked straight across to it, picked an apple, and put it in the breast pocket of his Norfolk jacket. But he couldn't help looking at it and smelling it before he put it away.
It would have been better if he had not. A terrible thirst and hunger came over him and a longing to taste that fruit. He put it hastily into his pocket; but there were plenty of others. Could it be wrong to taste one? After all, he thought, the notice on the gate might not have been exactly an order; it might have been only a piece of advice-- and who cares about advice? Or even if it were an order, would he be disobeying it by eating an apple? He had already obeyed the part about taking one 'for others.'
While he was thinking of all this he happened to look up though the branches toward the top of the tree. There, on a branch above his head, a wonderful bird was roosting. I say 'roosting' because it seemed almost asleep; perhaps not quite. the tiniest slit of one eye was open. it was larger than an eagle, its breast saffron, its head crested with scarlet, and its tail purple.
'And it just shows,' said Digory afterward when he was telling the story to the others, 'that you can't be too careful in these magical places. You never know what may be watching you.' " (p 172-173)
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