The first photo (above) shows what is left of the stink bug inside the flytrap a few hours later, a shiny mass in the process of being broken down inside the trap with the reddened interior on the lower right side of the plant. In the second photo (below) the flytrap has fully closed around the stinkbug. The spider is still sitting perched in the same position on the upper left side of the fern where it was a few hours ago. Perhaps it had not yet finished its prayers when I abruptly removed it from the church and its motionlessness merely indicates engagement in pious meditation or is the result of beatific union with the Creator.
The Cross Wins, It Always Wins. A Meditation on the Gospel of the Fifth
Sunday of Lent
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The Gospel today is, to the world and to those who are perishing, utter
madness, utter foolishness. For Christ, in effect, declares that dying (to
this w...
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