The Book Meme

I am probably the last person to get around to this, but here goes:

Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more.
The Chronicles of Narnia, taken from SuperGirl's "reading room" behind the chair. It's an edition with all the books bound together.

Find page 123:
Page 123 is in The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

Find the first 5 sentences.
Okay.

Post the next three sentences.

The reindeer were about the size of Shetland ponies and their hair was so white that even the snow hardly looked white compared with them; their branching horns were gilded and shone like something on fire when the sunrise caught them. Their harness was of scarlet leather and covered with bells. On the sledge, driving the reindeer, sat a fat dwarf who would have been about three feet high if he had been standing.

It occurs to me as a read these lines about Edmund, watching the White Witch approach in her fantastic sled: Sometimes evil comes to us disguised in such lovely trappings that we are lulled into accepting it, even valuing it. And by the time we figure out our mistake we have been drawn into a web of tangled strands, and getting out will be a job we can't do alone. I suppose there are preachers and churches that spend a lot of time trying to dissuade listeners from aligning themselves with evil/sin/the White Witch. I guess I am more comfortable being part of a church and tradition that recognizes how we have all jumped up on the sled and eaten our Turkish Delight of some flavor or another. We need each other to figure out that we really don't want any more, and in fact would rather be having tea with Mr. Tumnus and our family somewhere else altogether.....