Friday, June 19, 2020

A Revival Dream

I see a male lion in a large open air cage. The door to the cage is open and the lion is free to leave anytime he wants. He walks out and walks up to me. I am not scared for the lion does not intend to harm me. He rubs his nose and mane against my arm in a sign up deep affection.

Without warning the lion roars. So loudly it hurts my ears and makes the hairs on my neck stand up in reverent awe. I feel the roar all through my body. I am awed at his power. The force of the roar is so powerful the trees sway in bend like in a hurricane. The sound of the roar carries for miles. When people hear it, they stop what they are doing and look up. At the same time, alarm clocks go off for all the people. They are drawn to the lion and make their way to him.

The lion leaves my side and leaps upon a large flat rock several feet in the air. I can see the muscles in his legs as he sits down. The wind blows his mane gently0. He is awesome to behold.  He sits waiting on people to gather. When they arrive he lets out another ferocious roar louder than the first.

At the second roar two things happen simultaneously. All the other beasts flee in fear. All the people bow down prostrate paying homage to the lion.

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