Lion Tamer
I woke up from a dream this morning that I was with a couple of friends and one of them wanted to tame a lion, so we went onto the highway and he found a truck that was a traveling circus and hopped on and tamed the lion, then went to the front of the truck and asked to join the circus.
I felt like this was a metaphor for all the strange hoops I’ve been trying to jump through to try to get somewhere. Maybe it was God putting things in perspective, showing me that, hey, if he can tame a lion, my own lot isn’t so tough after all.
But upon thinking about this dream, it strikes me that the lion inside the circus truck must have already been tame, mustn’t it? Maybe things aren’t as tough as they seem. ^^




