I recently read a blog post that talked about slaying your dragons before breakfast so they don’t eat your lunch.
The writer (Michael Hyatt) talked about the dragon of Lethargy, and how if he wasn’t up and at ‘em
first thing in the morning, the dragon would get the better of his day.
One of people commenting said that he had a nice dragon who hit the snooze button and brought him a donut. The blogger wrote back, reminding him that he was supposed to slay the dragon, not pet him.
That got me to wondering if it isn’t natural to pet dragons, the way someone might pet a horse he was afraid of. Nice horsey. Don’t bite me.
We all know nice, friendly horses who get a bit threatening, especially when food is involved. Experienced horse people know to answer the threat, set the boundary, or the unwanted behavior is likely to escalate. Dragons are like that.
We also know of people who live with non-horsey dragons, like Jealousy or Gossip. Or maybe the habit of telling little white lies (Tell them I’m not here
) or blaming someone else (The devil made me do it
).
OK, so maybe I didn’t mention your dragons, but we all have one breed or another. We let them live, even petting and feeding them, because they don’t bother us right now, because they’ve always been there, or maybe they seem too big to tackle. But it’s probably not safe to get too cozy with them. They are still dragons, you know.
Fortunately, God is bigger than dragons. It’s up to us to decide to stop petting them and ask Him for help.
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