Since they were first created, the honey bee has been delighting we the people with that wonderful treat known as honey.
The comb, an engineering marvel second to none, (there is that spider ‘s web though) has long stumped godless evolutionists as the only insect that provides food for man.
Why should the bee get all the glory, or why should the bee alone be tasked with such a solitary work load?
C’mon insect pals, evolve already will ya! Or perhaps they can’t, and never will.
I can see heaven’s wink in this, that masterful addition to creation that says: pay attention and behold what ingenuity has been withheld from the wasp, the polar bear, or the common fruit fly. Behold my bee!
The bee, that humble little creature which performs its artistry and is under appreciated. And who pray tell ignores such a majestic life? Ha! The godless of course who are blind to the quintessential taste of that sweet nectar as to its origin.
But don’t you just love how the bee flits and zips, hovers, up down, zigs, zags, backward, forward, stops on a dime, with a mission that’s just so darn cool to the nines. Jed Clampett may have had his black gold, Texas tea, but this honey thing is pure gold. It’s just not fair I tell ya that the house fly has this skill of honey making withheld from his resume.
Will they who deny a Maker complain about this insect, that he alone is given this special skill? Will they argue that we need to wait a couple million more years before the bees hand off this job to the beatles? Or, perhaps and better yet, maybe a few will admit, ‘now there is an awesome God, who reigns above all things.’
Just maybe they will enjoy words of wisdom, and finally let bee the emptiness of godlessness, and thank God for His very genius. But that’s only a start, because the God of creation is also the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Scripture. Nature. Heaven. Earth. Arithmetic. The alphabet. Geography. Biology. Man’s history, man’s life, man’s destiny, death, disease, war, love, pride, greed, contentment, all that is. All of one. Can you hear the quiet tune of the humming bee as he preaches the gospel of the goodness of God without aborting his mission, or will you say the wonderful taste of honey is but a serendipitous accident or fluke of nature?
If you do, may you be stung till you regain your senses. 😉