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Aslan – From the TLW cover

Two or three days ago I was lying awake in the early morning and really, really down because I was all tensed up from my sleeplessness and crying and praying and all that. I was really whimpery and begging at god to help me fall asleep and everything.

Now, from my childhood I really, really loved the Chronicles of Narnia. The big lion was always something I longed to nuzzle up to, and be around, and interact with. That lion figure is Aslan, who is a christ-like figure in the books without being at all religious or annoyingly adult.. I just loved the books! It was a very big part of what made me so happy later on to adopt a feline furry persona. I used to mewl and meow at my parents as a young teen.

Well, anyways, that image that often comes into my head when I’m really, really down and out and needing love and comfort is Aslan, when I try and think of Jesus in a way I can translate to something I can relate to. I whimpered and mewled at Jesus in smallprayer, and cried into my pillow and everything, and just listened for the ‘small voice‘ of God for comfort and nourishment. And I wanted so much to just drop off to sleep that I prayed.. well, really, just literally asked for a dream of Aslan. 

Now, I’ve had some gradually better sleep since then, as it’s now wednesday, but no lingering dreams. I sorta just forgot it for a while. I just came home from some errands out about town with Zophia and my 

puppy, and Mike had just woken up. He wanted to know how things went during the walk and everything, and I showed him a little bit of stuff I bought at the Secondhand store. He decided to lay down a while again on the bed he has in his [singlepic=407,150,150,,right]  cave of an office, and while I was puttering round in the living room, he piped up to me, “Oh, by the way, I had a funny dream…!” 

Aaand hubyby’s dreams are pretty fun to hear, so naturally I lingered in the door. He said: 

‘Well, I don’t remember the whole thing, but it was about Tiger Woods and some big lion.’

Well naturally this caught my attention. After all, I did easily remember sunday morning. 

‘… it was pretty weird. The lion was on the other side of the road and trying to take Tiger Wood’s big trophy. Grrrr, it’s mine!, something like that. And I went over and started scritching the big lion, and he sorta laid down on me.’

…

Fzzzt… went my synapses. It’s not the first time funny things like that have happened, but it’s definitely something to be happy about. 

And really, if you don’t quite get it… Argh. 

My hubby had the dream I asked Jesus for. 

Bzzzt, go the synapses. They’re not really firing all that great right now, but hey.. I got my knockout pills. 

So, yay. ^_^;