Cicadas

God, thank you for your Creation, and please reveal the deep theological meaning of cicadas. Amen

The one thing about summer that I really do not like, (actually, in Chicagoland there are two, the first being humidity), is the NOISE cicadas make. I intentionally chose the word, "make", rather than create. Cicadas make noise. There is no beauty in their sound, and they are not the type of bug that makes one "ooooooooh" with delight in their appearance. But YOU, you Lord, created them!

I could complete a little locust exegesis and then do some really bad hermeneutics, but I don't want to! I want one of those quick revelations. Better yet, just get rid of the critters... ugh, 8 more weeks of the bugs!