I had a dream about dragons last night

I had a dream about dragons last night.*

Fire breathing. Giant. Hungry. Powerful. Understanding of speech. And everyone is afraid.

Picture a medieval European village. Stone walls, dirt roads, probably like you’ve seen in a movie.

Animals and crops were disappearing, and it was determined that dragons were the cause. So, the rulers chased them back to their cave. I’m not sure if I was a part of that or not. It’s fuzzy.

But then another dragon came. Or maybe it was the same one?

This time, the rulers didn’t have the will to oppose it.

The dragon had the ability to communicate.
It breathed fire and ate animals, crops and presumably, people.
The dragon decided to take up residence in the castle.
So, it marched its way in and no one opposed it.

They were afraid, but not just afraid, they were complacent.

They figured it was easier to just let it have its way.
They brought animals and food for the dragon to eat.
And the rulers had to move out of its way because it was also taking up the best rooms.

For whatever reason, I wasn’t afraid of the dragon.

I patiently waited for the rulers to remove it. Somehow, I knew it was an easy matter. Very simple. All we had to do was walk in, command it to leave by the authority of Jesus Christ, and expect it to go.
But nobody was doing this!

So, I just decided.

I walked into the castle and right into the room where the dragon was; walked up to it and said, “In the name of Jesus Christ, you leave this place immediately.” I went in the power of the Holy Spirit and simply commanded it to leave.

The dragon immediately obeyed — without any resistance. I told it where it belonged, and why, and it just left. It wasn’t even upset.

I remember thinking, “Why didn’t anyone with greater authority than me already do this?”

And then I woke up.

As I pondered this dream, it occurred to me that I was the only one in the dream who was willing, able and full of peace enough to do the simple thing that needed to be done. There was no internal struggle at all. I didn’t have any fears. I was just waiting for others (who had more reason, responsibility, authority and wisdom) to go do it and when I saw they wouldn’t, I just went, directly, and did so.

The authorities didn’t say anything or stop me. There were no obstacles. There were no locks, no gates, no barred doors.

The question remains, though: metaphorically, what is the dragon?

_{*I wrote this in 2019, but found it today, and thought I’d share it.}