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Post by Josh on Aug 2, 2008 19:18:28 GMT -8
OK, I guess this is really popular right now, but it's pretty cool imo. Just for kicks...
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Post by b on Aug 2, 2008 20:47:52 GMT -8
That was way better than "Grizzly Man"! Christians and Lions getting along at last!
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Post by robin on Aug 4, 2008 7:29:35 GMT -8
That is amazing! Thanks for sharing Josh.
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Post by moritz on Aug 4, 2008 17:02:51 GMT -8
Am I the only one who finds "I will always love you" as the background song for this clip disturbing? Is this Eros or Agape??  ps: I knew that clip with another cheesy background song. "I don't wanna miss a thing" by Aerosmith |
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Post by Josh on Aug 4, 2008 17:06:58 GMT -8
philia* I hope.
*brotherly love/ friendship
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Post by michelle on Aug 21, 2008 22:06:35 GMT -8
Oh my gosh...I hate that song.
Interestingly enough you made this post just about the time that I had a dream about me taking care of a lion. But I was removing some of the muscles from the lions face and then I was going to remove its teeth so that if it bit me, it wouldn't hurt as much. When I told the lion that I was going to remove its teeth, it asked me what it would eat. I told him (though it was a male without a mane) that I couldn't afford to puree meat for each meal so I would make mashed potatoes, because that would be cheap, but I would add gravy because it tastes like meat.
Yes...I know...
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Post by Margot on Aug 21, 2008 22:55:39 GMT -8
Sounds suspiciously like a dinner I would pass on to my family...lol.....great dream!
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Post by Josh on Aug 22, 2008 10:06:53 GMT -8
This sounds an awful lot like one of my favorite scenes from the Chronicles of Narnia, where Aslan the Lion, through a great deal of pain, changes Eustace, who has become a drgaon, back into a boy. "The water was as clear as anything and I thought if I could get in there and bathe it would ease the pain in my leg. but the lion told me I must undress first. Mind you, I dont know if he said any words out loud or not.
I was just going to say that I couldn't undress because I hadn't any clothes on when I suddenly thought that dragons are snaky sort of things and snakes can cast their skins. Oh, of course, thought I, that's what the lion means. So I started scratching myself and my scales began coming off all over the place. And then I scratched a little deeper and , instead of just scales coming off here and there, my whole skin started peeling off beautifully, like it does after an illness, or as if I was a banana. In a minute or two I jsut stepped out of it. I could see it lying there beside me, looking rather nasty. It was a most lovely feeling. So I started to go down into the well for my bathe.
But just as I was going to put my feet into the water I looked down and saw that they were all hard and rough and wrinkled and scaly just as they had been before. Oh, that's all right, said I, it only means I had another smaller suit on underneath the first one, and I'll have to get out of it too. So I scratched and tore again and this underskin peeled off beautifully and out I stepped and left it lying beside the other 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.
The the lion said - but I don't know if it spoke - 'You will have to let me undress you.' I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now. So I just lay flat down on my back to let him do it.
The very first tear he made was do 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. You know - if you've ever picked the scab of a sore place. It hurts like billy-oh but it is such fun to see it coming away.
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 Ias smooth and soft as a peeled 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. It smarted like anything but only for a moment. After that it became perfectly delicious and as soon as I started swimming and splashing I found that all the pain had gone from my arm. And then I saw why. I'd turned into a boy again. You'd think me simply phoney if I told you how I felt about my own arms. I know they've no muscle and are pretty mouldy compared with Caspian's, but I was so glad to see them.
After a bit the lion took me out and dressed me - (with his paws?) - Well, I don't exactly remember that bit. But he did somehow or other: in new clothes - the same I've got on now, as a matter of fact. and then suddenly I was back here. Which is what makes me think it must have been a dream."It also makes me think of when Aslan said, to the initial horror of Jill, who has just asked if He is safe: “I have eaten many people… men, woman, and children….” Maybe you had an encounter with the Lion of Judah in your dream? (but I'm no resident dream interpreter) My armchair advice to you: don't perform the surgery  . It might just have to hurt  |
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Post by michelle on Aug 26, 2008 20:43:48 GMT -8
Ahhh, a book references that I cannot relate to at all.  It's funny, after talking with Josh about this I think it dawned on my that the lion (which was actually a male lion trapped in the body of a lionness) could have been Jesus and I was saying I would be in His presence, but only if it wasn't going to hurt. And only if I could give him something that wouldn't cost a lot. Interesting... Perhaps I need to do some praying about if this is how I consciously approach my relationship with Jesus. Or maybe the dream means nothing at all except that my life is so boring during my waking hours that I need something exciting going on while I'm sleeping. |
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Post by moritz on Aug 27, 2008 0:57:20 GMT -8
It's funny, after talking with Josh about this I think it dawned on my that the lion (which was actually a male lion trapped in the body of a lionness) could have been Jesus and I was saying I would be in His presence, but only if it wasn't going to hurt. And only if I could give him something that wouldn't cost a lot. Interesting... I think that's a bit far-fetched. Unless.... did the lion wear sandals by chance? ;D |
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. It might just have to hurt 
