Blessed
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Chapter 1: Poor in Spirit
The dragon sighed. He was weary of his dreary existence. A low, mournful wail escaped him. A flash of gold in front of him caught his eye. It was a Lion. "Follow me." The voice, which obviously was the Lion's, echoed, though Eustace was unsure if it was audible. Disobedience never even entered his mind as he rose and followed the Lion, his forearm throbbing with the pain of the arm-ring. They wound their way through the mountains, climbing until they arrived at the top of a mountain Eustace had never seen before. In the middle of the garden at the top of the mountain was a well. If I can get in there and bathe, it will ease the pain in my leg, the dragon thought.
"You must undress first," the Lion said.
I can't undress. I haven't any clothes- oh. Of course. I can shed my skin, like a snake. That's what He means. So Eustace began to scratch and scratch, the scales falling away, and with a deeper scratch, his whole skin came off beautifully. So he began to step into the bath…only to see the same scaly skin as before.
Oh, that's all right; it only means I had another, smaller suit on underneath the first one, and I'll have to get out of it, too. He scratched and tore again, and the underskin, too, dropped off. As he went to bathe again, he saw another skin.
Oh, dear, how ever many skins have I got to take off? I'm longing to bathe my leg! He removed the third skin but immediately saw that it had been no good. Then the Lion spoke again. "You will have to let me undress you."
I-I'm afraid of His claws, but I'm desperate. I can't do it myself. I need Him to do it for me. He lay down flat on his back, helpless and humble, to allow Him to take the skins off for him.
The very first tear He made was so deep that Eustace thought it had gone right into his heart, and when He began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything he'd ever felt, but the Lion peeled the beastly stuff right off. He realized that to be helped, he had to realize that he was helpless and humble himself. Only then could the Lion remove his dragon's skin.
"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." (Matthew 5:3)
A/N: So, if you haven't seen it yet, I've posted a challenge on my profile. If not, please check it out. Well, this was what wild horses 1492 requested as her prize oneshot, and, as Nimrodel626 hasn't gotten back to me yet about her prize, I figured I'd spend a bit more time on this one. So it'll be a series of (short) oneshots. WH did give me some ideas, so I'm keeping some of those, but some, like this one, I ran away with.