Life Spark

This morning I hauled myself off to the first-thing-in-the-morning devotional that occurs here each day at work. It was quite a lengthy one, which gave me a chance to sit and ponder.

And notice things I normally wouldn't have.

Like the tiny little inchwork type creature on the shoe of the colleague next to me. It was mere millimetres long, hardly distinguishable from the sand grains around it. Moving in circles, head occasionally swaying up as if sniffing the air, then settling on a new course - again in circles (sense of smell/sight must be a bit off).

The colleague noticed it too, and told me it was about to die. I urged him to go stick it on a leaf somewhere instead.

But while watching it I got wondering about the essence of Life (no, I didn't hear much of the devotional talk.. eish! :-) ). Every living thing has it in them, or they'd simply be inanimate objects. But does something so tiny have the same amount of life force as the guy whose shoe it's on? Is there a smaller spark for smaller creatures, while bigger forces fill the rest of us up? Or are we all given Life in equal doses - some simply more easy to snuff out than others because it's housed in a smaller being?

More and more I'm realizing how interconnected the world is - how there is value in everything, and it's all woven together. So when we step on an ant, or cut down a tree that's been rooted into the soil for a hundred years - does a part of us die too?

I don't know - but sometimes I do wonder.