Anyway. One of the talks in sacrament meeting today talked about how the Atonement was the greatest struggle or something like that, and I don't remember the exact train of thought, but basically it had me thinking about The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. It's a really good book, and I think it's such a perfect analogy for what Christ did for all of us. I don't like the live action movie that came out whenever it came out, because it minimizes what Aslan did in so many ways, not the least of which being that it tried to turn Edmund into a sympathetic character. Actually, I do sympathize with Edmund, even in the book, because when I think about it, I've had times where I've been an insufferable little brat, or at least wanted to be...and probably was. I like to think those times are long enough ago that I don't remember them, but maybe there are more recent times that other people (like Athena...) would be like, "Hey, just the other day, you..." And I just don't want to think about it. But you kind of have to think about it if you want to not do it anymore.
...And that has me thinking about another story, which is Beauty and the Beast, because the Enchantress gave him a magic mirror and he had to look at himself in order to use it, and I guess it's kind of a thing, where if you want to stop being a beast, you have face your own beastliness.
But back to Edmund. The whole point is that he was absolutely terrible and the kind of person that most normal people would think doesn't deserve any love, because the other point is that Jesus offers salvation to even the worst of people. I sometimes think about that in regards to...what scripture is that? The one that goes, "Inasmuch as ye have done it to one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." (Athena suggests Matthew 25:40. I could easily look it up, but that would require opening another tab, and I prefer to just keep typing.) I think the more common way to interpret it is what I will call the Mrs. Drysdale interpretation, because she's the lady in Beverly Hillbillies who is super high class and thinks of the Clampetts are beneath her. Basically, it's the low-born, not-upper-class people that are generally thought of as "the least."
Sometimes, I also remember that "least" is kind of a relative term. I think it generally refers to the people you or I or anyone thinks of as "least" worthy of respect. In other words, the people that I don't like. So sometimes I remember to interpret that scripture to mean that it doesn't matter how much I like someone, they're still a child of God and deserve to be treated with love. It's hard, though. People are so awful. And that's why it's important to keep reminding myself of this. And maybe writing this up will help me to remember it. ...On the other hand, I was just reading The Screwtape Letters, where Screwtape told his nephew to keep his "patient" away from repentance by having him dwell on his guilt but not do anything about it, and suggested maybe having his patient write a book about the guilt instead. So...I guess I have some work to do.
Today I'm very thankful for Jesus Christ and all He did for me, the Chronicles of Narnia, the choir performance going reasonably well today, having two options of desserts to bake today, and finding out that the animated version of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe is up on YouTube, although I'm not sure how legal it is.