Last night I read my favorite scene from the Chronicles of Narnia (so far, anyway).
It's the story of Eustace, who turns into a dragon, as a reflection of his already dragonish heart. Eustace is afraid of himself as a dragon, and hates what he has become, but doesn't know how to "un-dragon" (which is the term the children use) himself. One night Aslan visits him and leads him to a pool. Aslan tells him to peel off his skin, but every time Eustace does, another scaley layer is beneath it. It's only when Aslan scrapes the dragon skin away that the real Eustace can step out of it. Once he's out of the skin, he steps into the water and is clean.
It's so true, it's SO TRUE. Peel away all you want; layer after layer is just more of the same unless Jesus heals us.
I loved the way the story ended. The book says, in paraphrase, "I wish I could tell you that after that Eustace was a better boy. It's closer to the truth to say Eustace started to be a better boy. He had setbacks, but the cure had begun."
The cure had begun.