I was watching the clouds one rainy afternoon. And as they sailed swiftly across the sky in an ever-changing variety of shapes and squiggles I remembered a quote from Thomas Browne. In 1635 he wrote, “Nature is the art of God.” I thought, I believe it because right now, the entire sky looks like His own personal Etch a Sketch. I mean, first there was a hole in the clouds that morphed into a five-pointed star before it got sucked into a shrunken pinpoint that was suddenly the eye of an alligator that chased a hump-backed snake. Highly entertaining. Almost started singing, “I know an old lady who swallowed a fly . . .”
Can’t tell me that God doesn’t have a sense of humor. The alligator made me wonder briefly if animals ever marvel at God’s Etch a Sketch? After all, my two pooches are pretty smart and I do catch them scanning the sky every so often. Speaking of pooches, who cannot see God’s hand in all of creation: from the perfection of a playful puppy’s soft, furry paw to the swiftness of a hungry cat’s claw . . . to the flawless symmetry of a daisy or black-eyed Susan. Happenstance? Occurring by chance? I think not. After all, according to Genesis 1:24, “. . . and God said, let the earth bring forth every kind of animal — livestock, small animals, and wildlife. And so it was . . . and God said it was good.
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Hmm. If I were a pet, I wouldn’t have to do the laundry. And I wouldn’t have to figure out what to feed everybody each day. I would worry that somone was going to steal my bone. And I’d have to ask permission to go outside to go to the bathroom. Hmmm. Maybe I wouldn’t want to be a pet afterall, so I’ll just be content to be a writer.
Why’m I writing about being a pet? It was one of Twitter’s trends today. Hence this photo:
So, as a writer, I thought I’d share this scene from my work in progress. Right now, it’s entitled “Coronado’s Cross”. Not sure I’ll keep the title. What do you think? So, here’s a scene from the “sequel to The SEED” that can be found on my website: www.annrichduncan.com. And don’t forget to view the YouTube entitled Seed Baby . . . just scroll down the home page of my website. Can’t miss it!
Breebee Queen stepped further onto the sidewalk and turned questioning eyes toward the van that was pulling up dangerously close. “John,” she muttered. “Look at these clowns.” Her eyes opened wide when she saw the troubled look on his face, but before either of them had a chance to react, they were grabbed from behind and thrown into the back of the van.
Avery and Thomas scrambled in behind their two victims as Jacko shoved the peddle to the floor. Instantly they zoomed up the street without a soul to see the snatch.
John’s head throbbed. He had been slammed into the side panel. It was all he could do to keep himself from falling over as the van careened away. Breebee was tearfully rubbing her ankle. “What do you want? Why are you doing this?” she demanded.
So, I hope you let me know what you think. In the meantime, I think I’ll check out a few passages from I Corinthians. Why that book? Not sure.