In God's Years

My God Wants a New Task

 

I'm having some difficulties with my God.  He wants me to do something for Him, but there is some cost, some risk and it is not an easy task.  He's asked me to do things for Him in the past and He always promises I'll be paid back in a HUGE bounty, but each time the bounty never arrives.  Right now he has another task He wants from me and once again assures me of a HUGE bounty but when I ask about WHEN he's going to fulfill his promise of a HUGE payout from the actions taken in the past and the current one, He simply says "Soon, Sielow, soon."

 

This and a recent event reminded me of a story from my past.

 

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I found a dead bee on the wooden frame of my back door a couple of days ago.  It had flown there to rest and then, due to age, just died.

 

I was reminded of the time I had had a conversation with a bee.  It was very enlightening.

 

I was at a large local park when I spotted a bee on a flower and I opened myself up and start conversing with the bee.  In case you're wondering, bees usually use a lot of buzz words when they talk. (Yes, a pun.)

 

Anyway, as we were discussing the various aspects of our lives, it telling me of its life in the hive and me of the things I'd done, the bee became suddenly silent.

 

"How …" it started asking, "How old are you?"

 

When dealing with humans I have a standard answer for this question that is more joke than actual answer but I decided to be serious with my small little friend.  After quickly converting my age into days, I told the bee how many days I had been alive.

 

The bee became so still I thought maybe my answer had killed it.

 

"Are you … Are you a god?"

 

This question surprised me and I ran through some quick figures.

 

A basic (worker) bee lives about 45 days.  A human can live to be 90 years old.  Ninety is twice forty-five, and where a bee measures its life in days, human measure their lives in years.  So while a bee might live 45 days, a human lives to 730 times that or 32,850 days -- 45 bee days times 2 (to get 90) times 365 days per year for 90 human years; 45 x 2 x 365 = 32,850 days is the life span of a 90 year old man.  32,850 man days / 45 life span of a bee = 730 bee lives.  

 

I know, math, right?  Ugh!  Just play along for now.  That said: A human being can generally live 730 bee life spans.  That's not even generational, either.  This is:  One bee drops dead, a new one takes its place.

 

The bee that had been in front of me might only see one or perhaps two full moons in its entire life.  A bee born in Spring will not see Fall, a been born in the Summer will not see Winter; the bee born to Fall will never know Spring and those few Winter bees will never know Summer.

 

If it rains for a week for this bee, preventing it from leaving the hive, it would like having it rain for fourteen years as a human.  (7 days times 730 the human life multiplier then divided by 365 days per year.)  To make it simple, just image that every day of a bee's life was worth 2 human years:  One of their days consists of a year of light and a year of darkness for a human.

 

Then I considered other things.  At most, during the day, a bee might fly a mile; my normal daily travels could be 60 miles or more.  Whereas as a human I wonder about what lies beyond the farthest star, this bee wondered what it was like beyond the hill it could see a couple of miles away.

 

I could, if I wanted, reach down and grab the bee and transport it to beyond the hill and while it would never know its friends and family ever again, it would learn what life was like beyond that hill.

 

I could also, if I wanted, stomp down and destroy the bee forever and forget about my actions in a few months.

 

Then I did some quick math.

 

What if MY god had an existence for 730 times the life span of a human?  This means my god's life span would be (90 years times 730) 65,700 years.

 

Sixty-five-point-seven THOUSAND years!

 

Oh my god!  My God, if His life span was as mine was to this bee, would have seen civilizations rise and fall in the blink of an eye.  My God watches glaciers form, melt; the lands grow hot and then cold again and glaciers to reform.  Our God had seen dinosaur civilizations rise and fall.  Our lives were a blink of light to Him.  I live, grow old, pass away and my bones turn to dust in moments for Him.  Monuments appear and then seem to melt as time weathers them away.

 

How simple our lives must seem to him.  As simple as a bee's life seems to me.

 

Then I considered it further:  What of our God's God?  What if there were 730 life spans of Him for Him-Him?

 

47,961,000 years!  That's almost a 48 million year life span.  The God of my God could hear the stars singing (something I am told sounds like angels in a choir).  Planets spin around the sun too fast to measure.  Spin, heck!  Planets are formed, spin around their suns and then either are absorbed by that sun or are expelled into space.

 

As a God's God You could travel the stars marveling at the all the colors of the rainbow shimmering into existence from sudden flashes up into hues and then down in giant red, dusty brown, small whites or flashes of the last moments before they go dark.

 

I marveled at the thought.

 

Then finally I considered my God' God's God:  35,011,530,000 years!!  35 BILLION years!  Galaxies grew and bloomed like flowers for Him-Him-Him.  The light from those Galaxies would bloom around him and …

 

And then I got it:

 

Genesis 1:3: And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. 4: God saw that the light was good, and He separated the light from the darkness.

 

For my God's God's God, the Universe was All Light, separating existence from the Darkness, All the Glory of Creation.

 

Wow!

 

What a wondrous thing to imagine.

 

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But I am not a god and told my bee friend this.  Despite all my powers and abilities, I was, at the moment, simply a traveler learning.

 

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This brings me back to my current situation.  My God may, truly intend on paying me back for the past chores I have done for Him, and my God knows I do love Him dearly, I really do!  But I have seen too much time pass and too many promised returns never realized.

 

The task He would have me do is complex, dangerous and iffy.  It requires a LOT of Faith, something I have lost due to other events I may tell you about someday.

 

(I really do Believe in and Love my God dearly, I just no longer have any Faith in the subordinates he has assigned to me.)

 

So now that God is asking me to complete this new task, He keeps asking WHEN I will start it.  Remembering how slowly time moves for Him, now when He asks, I'll turn and look at Him and I reply, "Soon, God, soon."

 

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LOL.

 

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