A lizard fell on my hand. It scurried away. (Thank God! Eeewwwww!) There it was, slowly inching its way to its destination, looking for the perfect spot to rest and get some good food (insects? good food???). Then ka-blaam! It just fell. Most probably, it was frightened out of its wits for falling from the ceiling.
Hmmm... what was in its head during those few minutes that it's chest heaved because of the suddenness of its fall? Did it try to analyze the reason behind the fall? Blame the ceiling for not providing the necessary environment for the lizard to remain attached? Or point the fault to the humidity? Or maybe it held on too tight that it felt some cramps and its grip loosened? Or too light so it did not stick well?
But is there use asking? Demand an explanation from the wall? Or explain what has happened from the perspective of its inadequacies? (not enough skill to remain attached to the wall)?
The lizard will later realize that the journey back to the top (ceiling) will, in fact, make it stronger. It might even find a better spot on the wall that will allow it to catch better food.
Lizards...
2 comments:
hahahaha...ok two things:
The first is that your story reminds me of the last time we took vacation with my mom. She was sitting under a tree and an iguana fell from the tree onto her lap...you could hear her screams from one end of the island to the other.
The second is that..well this sort of has nothing to do with what you are saying. It just reminded me of something I recently read in Warren W. Wiersbe's book, Life Sentences. He said, "There is nothing wrong with discussing theology if we rememnber that we don't live on explantions but on promises. Promisies are God's medicine for the heart, and they bring healing to the inner person."
hmmn, interesting thought about lizards. if that happened to me i would have just screamed my brains out and that's that hehehe :D
musta na? =)
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