I.M. Insulted 6 Apr 2021
Who is insulted? My ego of course. The dragon inside me. The more friendly part of my personality can take some blame with a smile. But my dragon roars when insulted.
My dragon loves attention. He likes to be noticed. Unfortunately everyone is afraid of him. Honestly speaking I am afraid of my dragon as well.
I am learning to befriend my dragon. The dragon needs friends. What kind of friends would benefit my dragon? Kindness, patience and love. Those friends tame my dragon, so that he can relate to the world. It is a saintly behaviour which tames my dragon.
Jesus, please tame my dragons, my wounded emotions.