I shared this last week and loved what fresh work, it began in me……………..so I share………..Eustace is recounting to Edmond how Aslan healed him of his dragon-ness!
So I scratched and tore again and this under skin peeled off beautifully and out I stepped and left it lying beside the outer one and went down to the well for my bathe.
Well, exactly the same thing happened again. And I thought to myself, oh dear, how ever many skins have I got to take off? For I was longing to bathe my leg. So I scratched away for the third time and got off a third skin just like the two others, and stepped out of it. But as soon as I looked at myself in the water I knew it had been no good.
I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now…….The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I’ve ever felt. The only thing that made me able to bear it was just the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off….
Well, he peeled the beastly stuff right off—just as I thought I’d done it myself the other three times, only they hadn’t hurt—and there it was lying on the grass: only ever so much thicker, and darker, and more knobbly looking than the others had been. And there was I as smooth and soft as a pealed switch and smaller than I had been. Then he caught hold of me—I didn’t like that much for I was very tender underneath now that I’d no skin on—and threw me into the water.
Surrender yourself afresh to Him and find the freedom that only the great dragon-slayer can bring.