I started a WAR!

I was waiting for the bus outside of Wal-Mart today. They have these raised planted areas that are surrounded by low concrete walls about 2.5 ft. high. I was sitting on the wall and noticed there are two species of ants living in the planted areas--a tiny, black ant and a larger, reddish ant. I put a few crumbs of Fig Newtons on the mound where the black ants were swarming and of course they were like, "Whoa! The gods have sent us food!" Then this one red ant comes along, grabs a piece of cookie, and trundles back to its own nest a few feet away. Oy, what chutzpa! Within seconds, more red ants were helping themselves to the bounty which the black ants' gods had provided. With tiny cries of "THIS! IS! SPARTAAAAAA!!" or whatever the ant equivalent is, the black ants went into attack mode, swarming on the red ants and biting them furiously, sometimes almost dragging them into their nest. The red ants refused to give up, biting off pieces of cookie and taking them back to their own nest. There was one piece that the black ants succeeded in partly burying in their nest--some removed dirt from underneath it until it sunk down, while others attacked the red ants. I put down more bits of cookie on both nests. Even when the big ants had their own cookies, they STILL wanted the cookies that the smaller ants had! Greedy bastards! But it was fun watching them battle it out. I think the red ants secreted something that repelled the black ones, because sometimes the black ones would quit attacking until reinforcements came from down below and they'd resume swarming and biting. Woohoo, it was an all-out cookie war, baybee! It's fun to be a god!

So what does this have to do with the Bible? Well, while I was busy turning the ants' world upside-down, it hit me: this is how the manna story got started in the Old Testament! God was just bored one day and goofing around, so he tossed some cookie crumbs onto the ant hill, so to speak, just to see what would happen. Then he sat back for awhile and watched the mayhem that ensued. The mayhem hasn't stopped, but he got on the bus to go home a long time ago, and the bus doesn't stop here anymore. So, go get your own damn cookies!