This year, my experience at Steubenville East was quite different from last year’s. Last year was intense for me and for a lot of others that went with me. This year, I went half expecting to find it that way again, but God had other plans.
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Life isn’t easy for young men today. Expectations and pressures lurk around every corner. It’s hard to be oneself; to take a stand when such hostility is waged from every side. Most don’t stand for long. Most give up. Most choose to follow suit – to live in a culture where lust and selfishness drive them not only to destroy themselves but others as well. But there are those few who choose to take a stand; who continue standing when opposition arises; who discipline themselves in order to keep others from harm; who deny themselves good things to uphold their moral character; who seek meaning in their lives. This is my tribute to them.
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The Magician’s Nephew

1.5

While Digory, Polly, and Fledge had been on their journey, Uncle Andrew had had an adventure quite his own, although not nearly as exciting and, for him, much the worse.

It began at the very beginning, when the group had first arrived in Narnia and had begun to listen to the Lion’s song. Uncle Andrew at once found he disliked the song very much, and he could not understand how the others kept from hysterics; for the voice frightened him very much.
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The Magician’s Nephew

1.4

“And now,” said Aslan, “Narnia is established. We must next take thought for keeping it safe. I will call some of you to my council. We must talk together. For though the world is not five hours old an evi1 has already entered it.”

Aslan knows how quickly evi1 acts. It does not wait. It is constantly plotting, constantly tempting, constantly enslaving. And although Aslan made his creation perfectly good, the race of Adam has once again brought evil into a land which was originally intended to be without. The only way to combat its potency is to completely detach oneself from it.
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The Magician’s Nephew

1.3

A few seconds later, the children both climbed out of the pool in the Wood between the Worlds. They were not alone. The Witch, of course, was present, along with the horse and his Cabby as well as Uncle Andrew - all these had been brought to the wood through contact with one another as Polly touched her yellow ring. The witch, they noticed, was again quite pale.
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The Magician’s Nephew

1.2

As the children surface from the pool into the Wood between the Worlds, they quickly realize they are not alone. Still holding onto Polly’s hair is Jadis, the last Queen of Charn. Because the Witch had held onto Polly’s hair, the ring had also transported her along with them. This is a bit of bad luck for the children who did not know such a thing was possible. Just as soon as they thought they’d lost her, they find her still there.
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The Magician’s Nephew

1.1

The Chronicles of Narnia begin in a time much before the Pevensies; before the start of the war; or even before the Wardrobe was built. It all begins in our own world, an entire generation earlier. In a time long ago, a young named Polly Plummer first meets her new next-door neighbor, Digory Kirke, while peering out from behind a fence. Being about the same age, they quickly become friends, and Polly soon learns that Digory’s mother is very sick. She also inquires of him concerning his uncle, Mr. Ketterley who is supposedly mad. Digory proceeds to tell her of how he is from his uncle’s study and how his aunt never lets his uncle get a word out around him.
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That’s Right!
Today, Soldier 4 Christ is officially introducing its first Special Event:
An in depth study and reflection of Christ in Narnia.

Ever since last year’s release of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe there has been an enormous enthusiasm toward the fictional land of Narnia chronicled in C. S. Lewis’ seven books. And they are ingenious stories. Each one is filled with magic and talking animals, good verses evil, and children who become heroes. But, one might ask, is there more? Is there something hiding in these pages; something real, something true, something of our own world?
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