I had a dream…
I was standing off in the distance, watching this transpire. Guy getting into the water, and out of the water. Then I see that there is something IN the water. A python. But I couldn’t yell and tell him, for some reason I held it in.
Over and over, the guy gets close to the edge, gets knee-deep in, and then gets out. Python is circling.
Then he wades in deeper
and deeper
now swimming.
He’s in the deepest part, sorta under this little rock overhang. Python strikes and wraps. Pulls him under the water, and I act.
But all I have to throw are little knives. I’m too far off for them to penetrate; they bounce right off.
If I had gotten in the water and really stabbed at it, maybe.
But then, if I had said something BEFORE he got pulled under, then maybe he’d have lived.
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I don’t know what point you were making with this story but thats how myself and a lot of Christians are today with spreading the gospel. It’s like I know the good news but I am putting of telling others about the only way to Jesus. I pray for a desire to seek lost souls.