Lesson of the Mosquito

           As I was typing yesterday’s blog a mosquito landed on my finger and proceeded to drill for blood. I type, with two fingers, by the biblical method of seek and ye shall find; which means my eyes were on my fingers the whole time. I thought:”Now, that’s bold. That mosquito is either very brave or very stupid.” After eluding the swat meant to end his life, the mosquito flew off to bite again and a third possibility came to me.

It’s possible that this skeeter was neither brave nor stupid. Maybe, just maybe, he was so consumed by singleness of purpose that nothing else mattered. The fact that his purpose was to steal my blood and leave me itching seems rather ignoble to me, yet I couldn’t help admire his dedication. My admiration withered the second, third and fourth time he came back, but that’s beside the point. The point is that there is joy to be had in finding our purpose and sticking to it. This mosquito lived and died, ( I finally got the little booger), pursuing his dream.

And if you believe all that, you’re as weird as I am. For all that anyone knows, that mosquito was just doing what mosquitoes do. It was impossible for him to do otherwise and that’s why he kept trying, at times successfully, until he died. What about us? What are people meant to do? I believe we were made to be keepers of Paradise and to walk with God in the cool of the day. There is still a Way to fulfill our purpose; singleness of pursuit will take us there.