Hullo, folksies! Today we have part two of The Snow Queen roast that’s not actually a roast because today we’re going to talk about story morals! This is the hard part. Why? Because The Snow Queen is a really, really, really, reeeeallllyyyyy long fairytale. And it took me, like, almost half an hour to read. (Either half an hour or ten minutes… I don’t remember.)
Anyways! Because of this great problem, I won’t be able to go through every single little lesson that is to be found in the story. We’ll only be focusing on one…
One day, when he was in a merry mood, he made a looking-glass which had the power of making everything good or beautiful that was reflected in it shrink to nothing, while everything that was worthless and bad looked increased in size and worse than ever.
In the prelude (prologue?) of the story, a hobgoblin creates a wicked mirror that makes everything good and light in its reflection look small and ugly, and everything bad and dark is magnified. Later, a flock of demons (yes, demons, what else) shatter the mirror, sending a zillion of its tiny shards all over the earth.
If you were struck in the eye by one of these little shards, you would see everything as it would be reflected in the mirror. And if one struck your heart, it would become a lump of ice.
Probably black ice. Kay, who managed to get struck in both unfavorable areas, can be an accurate representation of a misled and/or rebellious person in real life. He became exactly the sort of person we shouldn’t be by any moral standards, most of all the Bible’s– the kind of person who did the worst thing that fit the situation. In this way he is capture into an unpleasant situation that is miserable and unforgiving without his being able to realize it. His only way out is a puzzle he can’t solve.
Enter Gerda. She’s pure; she’s innocent; she’s totally naïve but entirely willing to save Kay no matter what. I hope most of us don’t aim for a naïve outlook on life, but we should try to be the kind of person she represents– the whole one, the Christian who’s let God into her heart and continues to let His light fire her and fuel her beyond the reaches of darkness. She has her flaws– Gerda’s most prominent one being naivety– but what trouble are those when we have Christ’s Word to guide us?
So there– Gerda perseveres until she finally finds Kay within the frigid confines of the Snow Queen’s palace… also known as that precarious, dangling precipice, where Kay is warring within himself, trying to figure out how to get about in this place. He doesn’t know what he needs, but he knows he wants that pair of skates, the approval of the Snow Queen. But what is this ridiculous puzzle? What is she trying to make him spell out for her?
Gerda comes running in and begins weeping over Kay. Now, we’d all prefer not to cry on a wayward human, so if you’ll just shed some love, that would probably be a great start on its own. Feel free to shed some tears too, but it’s not exactly necessary to get them into your friend’s eyes or on them at all. Let God do the healing inside, but you’re there to take his hand and help him on the right path home. Maybe you even have a reindeer for him to get on too.
And they both sat there, grown up, yet children at heart; and it was summer– warm, beautiful summer.
I’m not even going to begin on the other aspects of the story. Roses, for one thing, keep popping up–
Like, that’s truth. Right there. Gerda apparently loves roses. There’s even this song that keeps repeating throughout the story:
Roses bloom and cease to be,
But we shall the Christ-child see.Hans Christian Andersen, “The Snow Queen”
But that’s it– my interpretation of the story morals for The Snow Queen. Since I haven’t read or heard of many retellings of this fairytale, I can’t offer a list of recommendations, so yeah. You’ll live.
And now, little folks, it’s finally time to close. See y’all around!
Until next time,