While I was driving to work today, I passed a dead animal on the road. That always make me sad — in fact, it actually makes me shudder most of the time. Part of me laments how careless humanity has become, and how in a perfect world this kind of thing might not happen. We never seem to have grasped what is meant by "stewardship" of the planet.
In my more literal days, I used to ponder the post-Garden-of-Eden interaction between people and nature. At Multnomah Falls, there is an fenced observation platform near the top of the falls. I wondered if, had the "Fall of Man" never happened, would the fences be necessary? Would people know not to go up there? Would they be smarter than to fall off the top? Would God have just prevented their falling? But this line of thinking isn't going anywhere, and I digress.)
This concern for life extends to a point just above insects, however. I don't do bugs. Now, I wouldn't go out of my way to eradicate them on a daily basis, but if they make it into my living space, they must die. On this, I believe Dewayne and I are in agreement. And I'm relieved to find that Bj wasn't literally bitten by the pageant bug.
Update 1:45p: CNN.com has this to say, in an article called "Study: Humans overtaxing the Earth." Seems as a race we're taking as much of the world's resources every year as it would take nature 1.2 years to replace. Sounds like my savings account.
