Tonight, we had Paradigm Shift at the BSU; this week we were discussing the supernatural worldviews of the Bible. As usual, I wanted to prepare some snacks for everyone, so I headed into the kitchen after I got everyone started. Once inside, I began to gather some foods together when I saw this on the floor:
Cute little guy, eh?
I smiled to myself as I considered what other people would think. And then Stormie came into the kitchen to grab some dinner before musical practice. She didn’t see the roach at all, so as she got into the fridge, I warned her, “Don’t look behind you on the floor.”
Of course, she ignored my warning and looked behind her. And screamed in disgust.
After Paradigm Shift, I went back into the kitchen to put the food away. I decided to write about this little guy (who was still on the floor). I took out my phone to get a picture, and as I snapped the picture, his (or her, my cockroach anatomy is poor) legs started moving. So I scooped him up in a paper towel and put him in the trash can. Not to be mean, but because I figured he would be happy in there.
There’s a lesson in here somewhere I’m sure… any suggestions? On your mark, get set, go!
Is that like the 5-minute devotional game we played on the way to Destin?
Also, I think that may be a waterbug, not a cockroach. I could be wrong, but I’m pretty sure cockroaches are a lot bigger. Then again, maybe my parents made up “waterbugs” so I wouldn’t freak out as much.