Sitting in my chair, lost in my scattered thoughts, I was distracted by small movement at my feet. Looking down, I noticed some kind of bug moving through the grass, working its way determinedly around my feet. Given my complete lack of knowledge about the insect world, I had no idea of the scientific label of this small creature. Hence the generic “bug” would have to do. As I continued to watch, it became clear that this bug had a very purposeful objective in its mind, a task to be done, a mission to complete. This was not just a bug’s time off for a recreational stroll.
Then I noticed other movements out of the corner of my eye. A grasshopper now jumping through the grass, pausing, followed by another quick jump. An ant crawling through the increasingly busy terrain, crossing paths with a good-sized spider – but not one so good-sized as to send me scrambling to safety in the face of a dime-sized potential assassin.
Similarly others continued to come, the territory below me becoming a bustling traffic intersection of many species. A miniature society normally invisible to our eyes, but today teeming with the busy doing of Life, all in harmony with, and unthreatening to, each other. An organized, complex society we pay little attention to – except to squash when it invades “our” territory.
Yet noticing all that movement below me, and thinking about the bird building its nest on our porch to hold its reproductive eggs, and the bees and hummingbirds drinking from the well of our brightly-colored flowers, served to remind me of how little we think about the full scope of God’s creative output. Most of our time, we look around and see, and think only about, human beings – ourselves and others. As if we are the only thing of importance on the earth, the center of all attention, the only “life” going on here. But if we ever indulge the luxury of time spent truly looking at what all surrounds us, we create a fresh opportunity for our humility to arise.
How often has Man, to whom was given “dominion over the fish … the fowl … the cattle … all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps upon it,” interpreted that dominion to mean “ownership,” seemingly bordering on the unrestricted master/slave plantation mentality of so long ago where living “possessions” were used however one pleased. Rather than accept the responsibility of “stewardship” to protect and help manage all of these more humble gifts of God’s total creation entrusted to us. By scriptural tradition, human beings were the last item on God’s creation checklist; other outputs were more important to do first, and were necessary to allow for the creation and sustaining of human beings.
We ignore the very real existence of dirt, rocks, trees, plants, and yes, the bugs, all nourished by the sunlight, oxygen and rain that gives them life. We presume our superiority as humans as though we are the only meaningful creation, the center around which the Universe revolves – as erroneous as those ancestors who believed that the life-giving sun revolved around its child Earth. Every creation of God breathes, feels, knows fear and safety, and lives and dies. Because every creation of God is just one of infinite transformations of cell forms that breathes, feels, knows fear and safety, and lives and dies.
The deer and the mosquito remind us of the importance of our relative unimportance. That Life is not just about us. Life is about knowing the unknowable, incomprehensible vastness of the Universe, into which we are inescapably interdependent and connected.
© 2014 Randy Bell