Centipede Story · 2008-05-27 13:07 by Jake Kauffman
This is a disgusting story (for me), but it does have a point:
This morning, I was walking into my bedroom, but I noticed something small out in front of the doorway. It was what I feared – a centipede, but it was dead, which made the situation only half-disgusting. I hate centipedes and certain kinds of spiders more than any other God-created creature, and both types of insect turn up often in my downstairs bedroom. Indiana Jones hated snakes, but I hate centipedes and wolf spiders – only unlike Indy, I have to live with my fears. But that’s not the point of this.
As I looked closer at the dead centipede, I noticed a swarm of small ants already working away, carrying off limbs and such. What it did was inspire me in a strange way, as I was there at home on a Monday, unemployed and not necessarily being a non-productive glut, but perhaps lacking some of that ant work ethic. This isn’t an inspirational message for all of the unemployed out there to get a job, for I’ve been quite irked internally when I arrived back from college for the summer and the first thing I hear, usually from church folk, is “So where are you working?” Ah, that good Protestant/ant work ethic is still alive and well. But that’s not even the main point of all this.
What I actually want to point out today is that inspiration comes from unlikely sources. It’s sometimes the small, everyday (and sometimes ugly) occurances in life which happen all around us that we should notice more often, because every element of this world is happening for a reason. Yes, you can apply the cliché “stop and smell the roses” here if you want, but roses are lovely. Occasionally we might be able to get value out of what at first seems to be anti-beauty. Apply that how you’d like!
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