The Lion and The Lamb Pt.8

The Lion and The Lamb Part 8

In that place, quiet and peaceful, the area around me was a dark blue with a shimmering glow from above. I was no longer above the river that I had just walked confidently into but no longer under the great river either. Looking up I could see the surface of the river and the light of the sun shimmered through lighting up this atmosphere around me. The sound of water washing against a sea shore was afar off but brought a certain peace, the air in the atmosphere was the purest I could ever breath. A breeze could not be felt but the temperature was as comfortable as that of a perfect day, where it is not too hot or too warm but perfect.

This moment brought me so much joy, it seemed like it would last forever and I wanted it to. Not all things could last forever. A low growl cut that moment short, my heart stopped in its place. I could not believe I was in this place again, a place where I would have to run. A certain curiosity came over me to turn around and see to what or whom was behind me. In turning around, my eye came upon a lion! This lion was strange in its appearance. It had a fur coat of the color of pure bronze, its eyes that of lightning surrounding the pupils that had a deepness that looked into my soul. The mane that crowned its head, was colored with pure gold shimmering in the light from above, making it looked like the mane was glowing from the embers of a fire.

In that moment, I didn't feel the need to run but to fall on my knees in reverent admiration. I was captivated by the appearance of this royal lion.

"Why are you here my child?" the Lion spoke to me in a fatherly tone.

"I was just listening to the Lamb." I responded shallowly and without thought.

"That is not it, my child." the Lion spoke past my excuse, "what do you want?"

I stood there in silence, thinking about why I was here in this moment, in this strange place. I couldn't conjure up a reason but these words:

"I don't know why I am here in this place," I started to explain my situation, "I don't know why I have been attacked by beast of shadows, followed the Lamb all this way, and fallen in that mud pit. All I want is to be clean from this mud on my skin."

I started to break into tears as I thought more and more of what I really wanted. My tears few me to my knees on to the dry sand underneath me.

"All I want is to get the weight of this mud off my shoulders," I pleaded with a broken voice, starting to weep, "I want to go home and be free from this dream, this nightmare!"

As I cried my eyes out, for what seemed like many moments, the Lion came next to me and laid down by my side. With fountains for eyes, I could feel the warmth of the Lion on my right side, as if a Father wraps His arms around His weeping child. My mourning came to an end with this comfort of a Father.

"Look up my child." the Lion commanded softly.

I lifted up my heavy head to see a shadow, through my tears I saw a blurry cross. A tool of terror once used by evil men of the past. Drying my tears, I saw this silhouette of this cross in front of me just a few feet away.

"What do you see my child?" the Lion inquired of me.

"A cross?" I sniffled as I turned my gaze to this kingly Lion.

"Do you know what this means?" the Lion asked of me.

"No" I finally answered after a moment of thinking.

Suddenly, the silhouette of that cross passed the Lion and I, the scene transitioned to a silhouette of a man and woman, the woman reaching to the fruit of the tree with a snake in its branches.

"At the first times of this world, there was the first man and woman. They lived in a perfect time, no evil revealed just yet. I had commanded the man not to eat that fruit or they shall die. The woman was deceived by one of my own friends, one of my own created."

My gaze turned from the shadows of the man and woman to the form of a snake in the branches of this tree in front of us.

The Lion continued on with His-story, "they ate of this forbidden fruit and they died. The man and woman whom I had many conversations with was now cut off from Me. Once the deed was done, I came to see them and they hid from Me in shame. After I had inquired to find them, they revealed themselves covered with their own attempts to cover their own mistakes. I decided to show them what they have done to themselves by covering them for what I will do for them in the future but it will more permanent after My sacrifice. I then warned them that their mistakes will move on to their children and their children's children but I will have a redemption for these corrupted people."

After saying these things the Lion stood up and a silhouette of a man teaching a crowd that was like that of a flock of sheep.

The Lion continued narrating, "after generations, the people I had chosen to share My name to My creation, which I had created with My own hands, so that they can know Me again, fell away from my commands time and time again. So I sent My own Son, to redeem My chosen but like so many others before Him they rebelled and killed Him. My own people beat My Son but this was done to satisfy a debt of you and your kind."

Instantly the cross was in front of us again. My reflected back to the dark forest to which I saw the Lamb beaten and suffering on the trail.

"Do understand these things?" The Lion asked with piercing eyes, seeing into my soul.

"No, I still don't," I explained with confusion, "I just feel more guilty for the death of Your Son."