The Horse and His Boy is the third book in the Chonicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis. What I found interesting was when Aslan reveals himself as the one lion that has been with them the whole time. Actually, I can probably find the quote...
" 'I do not call you unfortunate,' said the Large Voice.
'Don't you think it was bad luck to meet so many lions?' asked Shasta.
'There wasonly one lion,' said the Voice.
'What on earth do you mean? I've just told you there were at least two the first night, and -'
'There was only one: but he was swift of foot.'
'How do you know?'
'I was that lion.' And as Shasta gaped with open mouth and said nothing, the Voice continued. 'I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you mong the houses of the dead. I was the lion who drovethe jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the Horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you could reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushd the boat in which you lay, a child near deth, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to recieve you.'"
What a wonderful image of God! What I thought was so neat about this quote was the sense of purpose that Aslan had- bringing Shasta and Aravis together, helping them reach Kind Lune, and bringing Shasta to his adopted parents. The whole book is an illustration of how God orchestrates situations, though they may seem pointless at the beginning, to serve His eventual purpose. Wonderful book.
And Five Little Peppers! [Blogger is being a pain, otherwise I would have a pic of it up here too. It won't spell check for me either, so beware]. It was just a heartwarming story, like Michael O'Halloran, as I suspected. I mentioned before that I recognized it, and I amazon searched it later, and recognized the cover- I had read it when I was little, but I did not remember any of it as I was reading it.
One thing that struck me though, was the pure ecstacy at everything, to the point of being unrealistic. Things were so cheerful- you know the kind of books I mean. I asked my mom why people don't make books like that anymore. I mean I can't relate to pure giddiness, but I can't relate to being a prince on a talking horse, or living in the 1800's, but that's the beauty of literature. She said it's because people got bored with it and like gore and drama. I figure it's true, but the authors of these stories always have a way to bring it back together. In the last minute, something unexpected happens. They're very creative, no matter how similar, and they put a unique perspective on everyday things, and familial relationships. I don't know if I prefer books like this, but I do enjoy them every once and a while.