“I don’t believe in dragons,” said John. “I believe in Father, Son and Holy Spirit.” Then the dragon laughed and said he’d do better to believe in dragon, beast and prophet.
The prophet rose like another beast born of the land. It had magic, leadership, influence, money and power in its twisted hands. “Follow me and be rich. Follow me for success. Follow me and the world will follow you.”
But the dragon was only pretending to be as powerful as God. Its plan fell short of the perfect seven over and over and again, three sixes in a row.
© Sheila Deeth, May 2009
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A perfect description!...
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