Exodus 8 –Frogs

I have a ten gallon aquarium in which I keep a beta, a dwarf puffer, a small school of neon tetras, and half a dozen African dwarf frogs. I love sitting and watching the frogs just before bedtime. They’re nocturnal so the get most active just before I go to sleep. Sometimes I can hear the quite hum of their mating call as I drift off to sleep.

Each of the frogs has a different personality. I’ve not gone so far as to name them, but after a couple hours of study I know the differences between them. The two oldest frogs are low key home bodies; they tend to stay in their fake ceramic log. Most of the time they put up with the younger frogs. One of the younger frogs is skittish; he surprises easily and will run away from everything. Two of the younger frogs are athletic; they like to swim around, but otherwise they are pretty oblivious to anything going on in the tank. My favorite frog likes to chase my finger if I rub it slowly against the glass. He likes it when I pretend to scratch his tummy through the glass, and as soon as I put my head near the aquarium he’ll swim over to say hello to me.

Needless to say, I like frogs. But too many frogs would probably be a bad thing. If they covered the ground wherever you walked. If you were constantly stepping on them, slipping on them, crushing them under you. That would be pretty gross. But it seems like kind of a mild plague compared to the plagues that were coming. I never really noticed how the intensity of each plague became worse than the one before.

I guess the point is pay attention to God the first time, then he won’t have to send a second plague into your life.

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