I "inherited" a set of books from my dear mother-in-love, when her own children had grown up. It is by McGraw-Hill, and has titles such as Life of the Pond, Life of the Forest, Life of the Jungle (now, of course, it would be Life of the Rain Forest), Life of the Marsh (ditto--"Wetlands"), etc.

My geeky children loved to read these volumes, mostly "redeeming the time" in the bathroom. Their favorite by  far was "Life of the Cave." A fascinating volume, with a lot of info on those creatures that, because of living in complete darkness, are both blind and colorless. Some of these species have only a scientific name; no common name has ever been given. Creatures who feed on things without chlorophyll--no use for it, since there is no sunlight.

As you may have guessed, I pulled out this volume over the weekend, for some personal enjoyment. Though what I find "enjoyable" about these things is a mystery--I mean, they are all CREEPY-CRAWLIES, you know...eeuuww.

One phrase is used over and over: "they spend their entire lives foraging for food to exist." Then, in turn, *they* become "food for worms," or bacteria, or fungi, whatever.

So many, many species, even the higher species, "spend their [entire] lives" doing this. Predators/prey. It's all around us. Only our domesticated animals are free from this. Our puppies, kitties, horsies, they "have a life." ("it's a dog's life," you know...)

Now, of course, most of these species aren't sentient--don't even know they exist. "Go to the ant," the Bible tells us, to see an example of a good work ethic. But you don't see those ants getting up a game of croquet after dinner dishes are done, do you?

When I was a little girl, I felt sorry for these kinds of creatures. What a life of drudgery. As I got older, I realized, of course, that "it's all they have ever known," so it didn't bother them. Like a rabbit done in by a hawk: after it was all over, did the rabbit care?

And, when I discovered Biology Class (one of my great passions in life!) I could see that all of these creatures fulfilled their place in God's creation. One species being food for another, on up the food chain, and then the Decomposer species, cleaning up after the picnic, "leaving the place cleaner than they found it." (sorry, I lapsed into the old Girl Scout mode...)

Wow, do I have a cushy life. A roof over my head. Warmth, or cool, depending on the season. Food and gasoline that I complain about the price of. Medical care in abundance, and an abundance of "alternative" health options. A library full of ideas, to think about, or relax and escape into. Church of my choice on just about every corner.

Then I remember that "to whom much is given, much is required." I don't work as well as the ant. I don't keep my nose to the grindstone like the earthworm or the fungi even. It gets quite difficult when, because of how God made me, I have Choices. And then I must Determine to Choose Correctly.

Well, I'd better get on to What Needs Doing. So I can get back to Life of the Cave during my free time.

Do you think I "think" too much???

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Posted by Anonymous

Wonderful, thoughtful words as usual! We tend to think of the the "to who much is given" verse to apply only to money. You gave it much more depth in applying it to church, doctors. food, etc. We have so much!

Inglesidemom

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