In many ways, this is a tale as old as time. Imagery found in the Torah, true as it can be. A prophet takes the center stage, barely prepared for the raw power he faces off against. The prophet wasn’t the smallest bit afraid, which is of some dismay, and brings us full circle to the true family message of the beauty of a humble man and the terror of a vicious beast. We read the story ever just the same year after year, and find new meanings in metaphors that are ever a surprise, yet we nonetheless walk away from the event ever as before, just as sure of the tale as we are sure as the sun will rise.