Why are you so distant, LORD? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble? – Psalm 10:1
The fog comes/ on little cat feet
— Carl Sandberg
Fishing stories are always hard to believe. Especially when they involve animals of predatorial proportions that are not native to the water. However, a couple of weeks ago at a men’s breakfast (where tall tales always abound!) a gentleman related a fishing story in which he recalled the fog being thick, and as he got close to the water he realized he was standing a few mere yards from a mountain lion. This story caught my attention and immediately cycled through my thalamus to remind me of one of my favorite scenes in C.S. Lewis’s Narnia Chronicles.
The scene is in A Horse and His Boy and features the main characters Bree, the horse, and his boy Shasta. Shasta is contemplating how unlucky he is and then. . .
Shasta discovered that someone or somebody was walking beside him. . .
“Who are you?” he said, scarcely above a whisper.
“One who has waited a long time for you to speak,” said the Thing.
Its voice was not loud but large and very deep. . .
“Who are you?” asked Shasta.
“Myself,” said the Voice, very deep and low so that the earth shook:
and again, “Myself”, loud and clear and gay: and a third time
“Myself”, whispered so softly you could hardly hear it,
and yet it seemed to come from all round you as the leaves rustled with it. . .
He turned and saw, pacing beside him, taller than the horse, a Lion.
The horse did not seem to be afraid of it or else could not see it.
It was from the Lion the light came. No one ever saw anything more terrible or beautiful.
It is in these moments when we feel utterly alone and separated from God, like everything is against us that He may just show up, just like a Lion in a fog. The greater story that does not appear in this excerpt from A Horse and His Boy, is that Aslan (The Lion, the Christ figure in Narnia) has caused all the events that have guided little Shasta on his way, including the worst and the best.
So next time you are in a fog, look over your shoulder, there’s a Lion there.