While drinking my coffee on the deck this morning, I was soothed by the chatter of the cicada. That's right, I said soothed. They were so loud, but something about it was harmounious to me. It brought to mind the fact that all God's creation sings praise; man, beast and even the oceans and forests. This made me think that perhaps the noisey ole cicadas are singing praise to our creator. Just a thought to ponder. I also thought,
why did God even create this little insect,? I have that question alot about certain things He created; like spiders! I guess I'll get my answer one day when I'm face to face with Him. Then again, will I even care at that point as to why He created the ole cicada?
Later in the morning, we stumbled across a cicada shell in the yard. Anthony was enthralled by it, but not completely understanding that it was only the shell. Which, brought me to a conversation about death and how are bodies are like a "shell" too. When we die, if we have accepted Christ as our Savior, our spirit that lives in this "shell" of a body, goes to heaven to be with Jesus. Still a hard concept for a 5 year old, but worth a shot at the analogy!
Sing cicada sing. Sing your pretty song!
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