I have not blogged much this week because some "bug" got me. My poor family has had to listen to me moan and groan all week. Something about not feeling like walking across the floor. Felt like the flu, with only the achy symptoms.
I still have nothing, so I decided to repeat a post from September. The reason I chose this one is the rain today - and the whole "bug" thing. It's cold and wet and this post makes me think of the thick of summer.
I hope you enjoy it, again. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be back on my game.
Today I pondered the lovebugs on my windshield while carsitting. There they were, in all their glory. I felt like the one person on the "nuddy" beach with clothes on. Maybe I shouldn't be watching.
A few facts about lovebugs. They are also known as the honeymoon fly or kissybug. There is always a larger bug (the female, of course - must be her metabolism).
After mating the male dies - guess she "bugged" him to death. Ouch. He is then dragged around by the female until she lays her eggs, about 350 of them. Can anybody say, "Epideral, please."
The female will live for 3-4 days. Ladies, you'd die too if you had to drag your deadbeat husband around.
There doesn't seem to be much love to these bugs. One is always looking ahead and the other one can only see where he has been - never where he is going. Even though they are "joined at the hip" you might say, there is no unity. Even sadder was the lone lovebug on the right side of my window. It had no partner. It was slow moving, erratic, and appeared to be in a drunken state. It was wandering and would die alone.
Watching these bugs brought to my mind a life without Christ. If you are the smaller one the devil is dragging you around by your tail; taking you where he leads, and all you can do is follow and see only where you have been. Why? Because you have no control over your own existance. You are lost in sin. And that, my friend, is a bad kind of lost.
Then there is life with Christ. You are dragging Satan around. All he can do is chase after you, trying in vain to take you where you cannot go. Away from Christ.
I got to pondering more and wondered if a lovebug's life would be better lived another way. Then I looked again at the lone bug who had layed her eggs and shed her mate. It really was sad looking, seemed to have very little life left. God did not create the lovebug to live alone - just as He did not create us to live alone. Only life lived in Oneness with Him is a life worth living.
And with this life there is no dead weight, just a glorious freedom that comes from the forgiveness of sin.
I don't know about you, but I'd rather live the life Micah speaks of in the Bible. "God will cast all of our sins into the depths of the sea." Micah 7:19
Burden of sin verses the relief of forgiveness - with the added bonus of Jesus. Sounds like love to me.
Psalm 103:12 says this, "As far as the east is from the west, so far hath He removed our transgressions from us."
By the way - that gross smear on your windshield - it's not the lovebug's insides, it's their eggs. Mamas, have a great day. Be thankful you are not a lovebug.
