Sunday, August 26, 2012

Ants in Church

Recently, I sat looking at my shoes.  The flooring.  The texture of the flooring. In church I sat making these observations.  The preacher preached.

A very tiny ant appeared at the bottom of my vision, followed by another.  They marched between my shoes, oblivious to my gaze.   On impulse I lifted up my foot to squish them.

Then I thought.  Maybe those ants have a purpose.  Maybe they'll save the world.  So I let them crawl on.

Sometimes I feel like an ant.

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