by Ruth-Ann Thompson
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour. I Peter 5:8, King James Version.
It seems that every September I begin a new walking program. The Summer heat has curtsied to the crisp coolness of Fall, and I feel that I can breathe freely as I exercise. This morning was no exception and I was anxious to get started. After a few light stretches, I began. Just as I was picking up my pace, I saw a scary looking half-spider, half-tick, part-crab and part- monster, creepy-crawly-creature-thingy crossing my path.
Imagining that it was growling at me and following me on my walk, I decided to squash it. I skillfully lifted my right leg and paused–ever so careful to aim with precision–then slammed my foot down. Satisfied I had destroyed my target, I lifted my foot only to see millions of baby scary looking half-spider, half-tick, part-crab and part-monster creepy-crawly-creature- thingies scampering in every direction! Ewww! I gasped as I propelled forth with the speed of an Olympic sprinter. I screamed, running faster than the cars on the street nearby. Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! I shivered. I stomped my feet repeatedly into a nearby puddle only to realize that my old walking shoes had a hole in the right toe.
Itching ensued as I swatted at imaginary creatures on my legs, arms, neck and everywhere else. (I’m still scratching as I write this!) Once I settled down—and believe me, it took quite awhile for that to happen—I had to smile. Even though I tried to end the life of that bug-creature-thingy, it would live on through its many babies.
We all have dreams inside of us—“thingies” that we would love to give birth to—and the devil seeks to destroy us at every turn. Let’s determine not to let him squash our dreams.