Thousands of legs flailed about, as his long body stretched for miles across. He grinned evilly at me, seeming to wave one of his many legs at me as if in a tease. While I was still in shock at seeing him, he lunged forward and, using thousands of his legs, scrambled as fast as he could. Okay, maybe that's not all true, but when I saw that bug out of the corner of my eye, that's what I felt like he was doing. I hate centipedes. I can take worms, ants, even some spiders, but centipedes?! All their arms make them look so evil! Not only was he crawling on my wall, but he was also about to crawl on my bed, the bed I was reading on. Not going to work little guy. I picked up a tissue and tried to squish him, but failed. After very cautiously making sure he wasn't in the tissue and about to creep on my hand, I pulled my bed out against the wall and searched for him. I saw something that resembled his body, but it wasn't moving at all. "The 'Play Dead' isn't going to work this time, Mister," I thought to myself. I blew on him and he scrambled father into the corner.
That's when it hit me. What was I doing?! Seconds before I saw the bug, I had been having devotions. I had been reading about how, throughout the generations, people had been forgetting about God, getting distracted by something else. Wasn't that what I was doing right now--getting distracted and turning my focus on something unimportant? Why did I let a tiny little bug distract me from something much more important?
In life, it's so easy to turn our attention on something not as important. Whether that thing is something teeny weeny such as a centipede, or something that seems pretty important to us, we need to put God first in our lives. Let's be a generation that places God above all else.
Kayla Joy
P.S. For the record, I was able to kill him seconds after writing this blog post. I now feel safe to sleep after my devotions :)
