LION in the Dream


They track us down in each step we take; now they surround us; they set their eyes to cast us to the ground…. Psalm 17:11

She ran as fast as she could, looking back at intervals. Whatever it was that was on her tail was gaining momentum. She stumbled and fell hard on wet grassy ground; her cap falling off to a distance. Not minding she felt some pain on her knee and ankle she quickly scrambled up , grabbed her cap and ran some more.

Having run some distance she stopped. Her arms ached and she was out of breath. It was getting darker and she could hear the sounds of crickets that had come out to play with their friends. Sonia stood next to a tree to catch her breath, the sun was fast retiring and she knew that those wild animals loved the darkness the more. Her being there was her fault but there was no need going over that now…no need for regrets ;it was time.
Sonia was prepared for what was to come. She was dressed as if for battle; having found an old turtle shell and used it as a shield, a stick with a spear she would use as a sword.

Like a lion greedy and eager to tear his prey, and as a young lion lurking in hidden places. …psalm17:12

Sonia heard something move behind her and turned quickly, fear gripping her heart and squeezing tightly. She saw the yellow eyes moving close to her and jumping in for the kill. She screamed as she used her spear to hit it….spraying some blood on her cap. She fought as hard as she could with others coming in. She couldn’t take them all. As soon as she let that thought sink in Sonia knew she had lost the battle……but something ironic was happening; she suddenly saw them moving back from her….Pointing at her back. The lion moved in and stood in front of her roaring….as if to declare this was its territory and a sound of warning for them to not move further. Sonia moved back….the animals had no other choice but to move back and Sonia suddenly felt like retreating in their direction.

Arise, O Lord! Confront and forestall them, cast them down! Deliver my life from the wicked by Your sword, From men by Your hand, O Lord, from men of this world [these poor moths of the night] whose portion in life is idle and vain. Their bellies are filled with Your hidden treasure [what You have stored up]; their children are satiated, and they leave the rest [of their] wealth to their babes. …psalm17:13-14


The Lion settled down close to her leg; seating calmly. She wondered what was happening. She was dumbfounded. She couldn’t explain the peace that suddenly filled her heart. Tears filled her eyes…and she knew only one thing could have happened; the Lion had come to save her and the battle was over….

Sonia suddenly woke up, sweating profusely.    She was amazed at what a dream she had but she knew the peace she felt then was as strong as that she had felt in the dream. She smiled, knowing all her troubles were over. The battle was indeed the Lord’s.

Ps 17 vs15
As for me, I will continue beholding Your face in righteousness (rightness, justice, and right standing with You); I shall be fully satisfied, when I awake [to find myself] beholding Your form [and having sweet communion with You].’


1st L:)ve


When I arrived into the world I greeted it with a cry but he smiled down at me; happy at my arrival, joyous at my birth. He knew all the things I would do and loved me still. Even before I grew up he knew what I would become… The good plans he had for me…how excited he was. As he couldn’t wait to show me all the plans he had for me neither could I wait…wait for something else…but I didn’t tell. I kept this at heart. As the time went by I told him it wasn’t enough, I wanted more, wanted more experience in life.

Grown up now and I’m far from what he wants me to be. I have threaded away from that path still his eyes were not far from my back turned to him; he followed me everywhere I went. The heartache he may have felt never occurring to me.

I got introduced to the wrong people and from there my life took another turn. Now I’m empty, the years have gone by and all the pleasures I sought before meant nothing, they were meaningless nothings. Where do I turn to? Where do I go?

I was alone one day in my little cottage, wondering what the next step would be. I heard a knock on my door. I opened and didn’t see anyone but when I looked down I noticed a letter addressed to me titled ‘Beloved’. I looked around for who had dropped it but still found no one. I picked it up and went to the lone chair and table, in the middle of the room, to sit down and read. The contents of the letter brought about a deep sorrow and heaviness filled my heart, tears rushing down my cheeks.

An excerpt of the letter:

….yet I hold this against you: you have forsaken your first love. For all have sinned and fallen short of my glory. Come now, let us reason together, though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool…
For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future……

I left everything I had and took a step I had not taken in awhile. When I got to his presence, I dropped to my knees and held him at his feet, ‘forgive me!’ I cried out. ‘Please…please….I beg of you please just forgive me.’ With His loving hands He reached out and touched my shoulders. His soft arms raised me up. His words causing me to tear up,
‘I have loved you with an ever-lasting love. I’m glad you are back beloved.’ And we embraced while I broke down in tears, joy in my heart.
When I was sober I asked, “what were those plans you wanted to tell me a long while back?’ he smiled and said “the plans are still there…I would love to show them to you. Come and let’s discuss.’

Rev 2 vs 4, Rom 3 vs 23, Is 1 vs 18 , Her 29 vs 11.


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