Aren’t you tired of creating a god that fits your lifestyle? I was. I finally reached a point in my life where I could no longer keep the God of the universe locked away in my personal preference box. I had to lift the lid and see if the Lion of Judah roared or a pet kitten meowed. God is or he is not, God is significant or He is not, God is consequential or He is not. God is either a domesticated feline or a wild Cat.

Aslan: Are you not thirsty?

Jill: I’m dying of thirst.

Aslan: Then drink.

Jill: May I – could I – would you mind going away while I do? Will you promise not to – do anything to me, if I do come?

Aslan: I make no promise.

Jill: Do you eat girls?

Aslan: I have swallowed up girls and boys, women and men, kings and emperors, cities and realms.

Jill: I daren’t come and drink.

Aslan: Then you will die of thirst.

Jill: Oh dear! I suppose I must go and look for another stream then.

Aslan: There is no other stream.

The choice is yours – you can drink from the Lion’s stream of living water and never thirst again or lazily lap from the kitten’s saucer of cultural tap water and suffer spiritual dehydration.

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Dialogue taken from C.S. Lewis – The Silver Chair.